Elias SHOULD be so fatherly to Jon in the s4 reunion actually. Should treat him like his son so patient so reassuring so firm and loving and Jon should crumble. He hasn’t had this much affection in a year. He should completely break under the weight of being loved and desired and beg for his dad because he’s been so so lonely and afraid and everyone hates him but oh god his dad’s here his dad’s finally here maybe he can make it better his dad always makes it better whether he realizes it or not it’s a deep rooted unconscious belief. That elias could fix everything. And it’s that belief that has him desperately digging his nails in his back pleading for him to do anything at all because he’s so sad and scared and he just wants his dad to make him feel better like he always does :(((
Jonelias petplay where Elias occasionally mentions his dog. What a good boy he is. How much fondness Elias has for him. And Jon has to try Very Very hard to pretend to be Normal about this even though he knows that HE is the dog. And he’s even mostly got the hang of it until one day during a gala or something Elias casually mentions to a donor (within earshot of Jon) that he’s thinking about breeding his dog soon. Knows he’ll make such beautiful puppies for his owner <3 and Jon nearly passes out.
Ugh. Sick and tired and saving energy for Later but:
Jon pinned to the floor by some huge, unseen creature of the web, ovipositor pushed deep into his cunt. Filling him with eggs. Afterwards he’s puppeted on strings to find and seduce someone else because the eggs still need to be fertilized. Forced to take a back seat in his own body, unable to do anything at all to stop himself from being fucked, to prevent whoever it is from filling him with their seed and fertilizing all those eggs.
At some point I really do need to write a werewolf joncon post because like. He was made to sprint terrified through the trees, to be knocked painfully to the ground, pulled up so he’s presenting his flat little ass to a huge, monstrous beast with fangs as long as his fingers. Made to have his clothes violently torn away so that he can be impaled by a huge monster cock that feels like its splitting him open. Needs to cum when it knots him, pumps him so full it looks like he’s several months pregnant already, flooded with seed to ensure a good breeding…
Sometimes I forget “hey I should check which blog I’m posting to before actually posting,” a lapse which has created beautiful moments such as “hey wait did I post about wanting Jon to get raped and impregnated by a werewolf on my main blog?” (I didn’t).
I will say tho I love being a Big Pervert Freak on this blog and “yes and-ing” with you all and I’m actually so glad I decided to drop password protection. I’m not very eloquent rn (it’s that Goddamn Fucking Cold >:( ) but I guess I just wanted to say: thank you for being here and enabling me and talking in the tags it genuinely makes me so happy <3<3<3<3
Trying to think of Good Ask despite Everything (having a cold). Um. Hm.
Jon having wet dreams about the Prentiss attack for Months. Waking up sweaty and terrified and wet. Once awoke to find himself desperately humping a pillow. Ashamed the whole way through but not enough to stop himself from cumming. Is that anything?
OUGH. ARE YOU KIDDING THIS IS EVERYTHING. Maybe they didn’t get out all the worms like they thought…or maybe the corruption marked him in a different way than Elias intended. Maybe in the moments the worms got into him he heard it. The singing. The hunger. That buzzing feeling deep in his bones. It was terrifying and the worms were so loud and for a moment he could’ve sworn they were talking. He could hear them. He could hear them and then he was in the hospital and he was so so itchy.
Godddd. This is so good. Thinking about the worms claiming him. Writhing deep inside him burrowing and making a home for themselves and feasting on his beloved body , so beautiful and perfect for them, they will take good care of it, they won’t let any part go to waste, he will be a beautiful home. Thinking about them writhing and him bleeding and shivering under the sensation of being consumed and adored and pain and pleasure mixing until he can’t tell the difference. Of being consumed by what wants him, taken away from the Eye (the what?) to somewhere safer and better by things that love him and writhe inside him and leave him wet and soaking overwhelmed with sensation and then he wakes up. Horrified at his own brain. Maybe it’s a trauma thing, or whatever. Brain unable to process this horrible thing that happened and trying to make sense of it. Maybe he shouldn’t have read her statement. His dreams are full of worms and they are so loud. They sing and they purr and he can’t stop thinking about it. He doesn’t know why his brain is doing this. Or why he’s so damn itchy. He eyes her statement in growing fear. He’s so goddamn itchy he can barely think. It’s not helping the fear that somethings wrong.
He wakes up in the night soaking wet whimpering for someone to love him so much they need to bury themself deep in his ribcage and never come out, need to become one with him, of being wanted so completely they’d devour him before they’re satisfied. He always feels ashamed whenever he starts palming himself, whining, so itchy. No amount of showering makes him feel less itchy. He can’t ask Tim if he feels it too. He’s so so itchy. The dreams are terrifying and far more pleasant than they should be. It’s a sweet, intoxicating kind of fear. The kind that satisfies some deep hunger in his brain he didn’t know about. He scratches his arm raw. He thinks about a million tiny bodies writhing under his skin voices so loud and he squirms a little too much over it. There’s something very very wrong with him.
I know the obvious tma Pregnancy Horror Entity is the Flesh but. I think there’s something to be said for the corruption as well. Under the cut. Tw for. Uh. Creepy description of pregnancy? Pregnancy described by someone who is deeply horrified by the concept.
Ever-growing. Parasitic. A leech. Making the host weaker and sicker. It loves you. Needs you. An instinctual biological attachment forcing it’s way into your brain, twisting all your emotions. The idea that you were made for this. A vessel to be filled with something that lovesneedskills you.
Horny about the jurgen lietner murder again. What if Jon came back early and fell to his knees and Elias cupped his face in his bloodied hands. What if Elias made Jon lick and suck his fingers clean. What if Jon humped Elias’ bloodstained shoe huh? What then??
Sorry I’m actually still not over that one fucking post referring to Elias killing Leitner over Jon as “marking his territory” like sorry how am I NOT supposed to be horny about this??
The fucking. POSSESSIVENESS. The OWNERSHIP. Because yeah that IS his territory! That Archivist belongs to him!!
Elias should find Jon after. Blood still coating his hands, his body, staining Jon’s pants when he bends him over. Painting his skin red when he grabs Jon’s wrists and pins them against his back. And Jon knows what happened, that Elias is a killer at least two times over, must be fresh from murdering his only source of information but it doesn’t matter. Elias’ weight on him, keeping him bent over the desk they’re fucking on. The drag of Elias’ cock inside him. The bruising where Elias is holding them too tightly. It’s driving him insane until he can barely think. Jon turning around to kiss Elias, tasting blood, sharp and metallic when he licks it from Elias’ lips. Slipping a bloodslick hand down to rub Jon’s cock, not stopping when he cums. Just continuing until Jon is sobbing and wailing from overstimulation, totally limp.
Elias cumming in him, filling him, breeding him. Pushing the cum trickling out back inside where it belongs. Elias steering him gently but firmly to the car to take him home. Pulling over, unzipping his pants, and fingerfucking him into incoherence when Jon tries asking questions. Barely waits till they’re inside before taking Jon again. Fucking him till he can’t walk straight, carrying him up to bed to stick a plug in him. He’s not sure how long he’ll get to keep Jon but he’s going to do EVERYTHING in his power to make sure it takes. Needs Jon to know just who he belongs to. Wants it apparent for anyone else who might try interfering, too.
Bu the end of it there’s blood in Jon’s mouth, all over his face, on his own hands and arms and skin and clit and breasts. Teeth marks littering his body. He’s been kept so constantly stuffed with cum that his stomach looks bloated, like he’s just a month or so pregnant.
(And he IS pregnant, Elias ensured it. Kept Jon well-bred all throughout the night. And Jon will wash himself and sneak over to his ex’s house and all the while he won’t even know that he’s carrying Elias’ territorial claim now, everywhere he goes.
I wan Jon marked in the blood of the man who Elias killed for him. I want Jon shaking and terrified and SO turned on as he gets brutally fucked by a murderer. I want Jon soaking wet and dripping his boss’ cum. And more than anything else I want him PREGNANT.
Thinking about this again. I need Jon leaning into Elias’ blood slick hands. I need him staring, horrified, into the eyes of the man Elias just killed even as he gets fucked so roughly he can barely think straight. I need him stumbling out of his office streaked with blood and dripping cum on wobbly legs.
I need jon to beg elias to get him pregnant as a begging to be owned and kept forever. Ok. I need him to beg to be tied together permanently and taken care of and oh god please breed him he could be so good he could be perfect for him he could be good if he let him he could make him proud he’d be the best son he could ever want please breed him, he’d be good. He promises he could be so good.
Post Leitner-murder Elias should scent-mark Jon I think. Covered in blood and holding him so so close as he rubs his scent glands all over Jon. Needs to make sure he smells like Elias. Needs everyone to know that this is his mate, his son. Jon confused and frightened and maybe going to push him away until Elias bites down on his neck. Makes Jon go all limp and pliant. Finally lets out a deep rumbly contented purr. Son. Little pup. Safe. Mine. So good. So good. Mine. Safe. Beloved. My pup. Safe. Mine. Jon stumbling out into the dark, after Elias finally let him go, covered in blood and drowning in his father’s scent and so so wet.
Ok lemme put it like this. The closest I have ever felt to actual sexual desire is certain art of Jon that tickles the part of my brain that wants to run him down and exhaust him and then Violently Maul Him To Death. Ok??
Ok. Wrote this a couple days ago but I don’t think I linked it here? Anyway this is mostly about me thinking about teeth and biting a lot but Jon and Elias are also there.
Look it’s just. Something about hundreds of very small creatures writhing inside someone touching every surface every little nerve burrowing deep inside and making a nice warm home out of their entrails is just. Very appealing to me. I think it’d feel very very. Interesting. For reasons. And i think Jon should be whimpering so loud as all these tiny creatures writhe inside him oh god there’s so many of them why does it feel so-
Anyways. How are yall doing tonight <- covered in blood
Thinking vaguely about doing a series of loosely-connected monsterfucker Jon smutfics. And honestly I wanna include the TMA-flavor vampires.
Just. Imagining their long, warm, wet tongues sliding into Jon’s tight cunt. Rubbing against the walls, more than long enough to press against his cervix (maybe even breach it…). Just fucking in and out of him as he moans and whines and writhes in pleasure.
Maybe it even breeds him. Spits something thick and hot into his womb as he shudders and cums. Fertilizing him, filling him up with a new little vampire….
Jon needs to get fucked and bred by terrible monsters more often I think. And the pregnancies shoulf be weird terrifying and insanely arousing. That’s all
Jon really is just. Sooooo breedable. NEED other characters to pin him down and cum inside of him until he’s all nice and full and bred. This man was MADE to be pregnant and distressed about it!!
Listen just put some spiders in that man until be stops struggling until his breathing evens out and he realizes oh. They love me. This isn’t so bad. Let them make a nice warm home out of his insides and turn him into a puppet and show him how good it feels to always have someone there to guide him if he needs it. Show him what it feels like to have a loving mother who never leaves his side. Hnfhf
Also sometimes I want to put the more realistic JE dynamics to the side for a little bit to focus on Being Horny.
No neither of those two would ever realistically want or have kids. But sometimes I just want to think about Jon heavy with Elias’ child, wetting himself while Elias suckles from his leaking tits, canon be damned.
I am thinking so hard about beginning to become a corruption avatar jon rereading Jane’s statement over and over and over again staring at the words trying to convince himself he doesn’t understand it. That he doesnt feel this in his bones. I’m going to eat my own bones
UPDATE. TALKED TO THE MUTUAL WHO SHOWED ME THE NOTE PATREON THING. HE CALLS THE CORRUPTION ROMANTIC HE CALLS THE CORRUPTION ROMANTIC HE CALLS THE CORRUPTION ROMANTIC. LISTEN TO ME. LISYEN TO ME. CORRUPTION JON.
LISTEN TO ME. ALMLST SOUNDS ROMANTIC. ALMOST SOUNDS ROMANTIC. ALMOST SOUND ROMANTIC. I CAN BE CONSUMED BY WHAT LOVES ME AND HE THINKS IT SOUNDS ROMANTIC I NEED TO EXPLODE HE THINKS ITS ROMANTIC HE THINKS ITS ROMANTIC GUYS!!! GUYS!!!! HE LIKES ! HE LIKES THE CONCEPT OF BEING CONSUMED BY WHAT LOVES HIM CAN AMYBODY HEAR ME
ALMOST SOUNDS ROMANTIC. THIS IS ABOUT THE WOTMS THATVE BEEN TORMENTING THEM FOR MONTYS. IT SOUNDS ROMANTIC IT SOUNDS ROMANTIC CORRUPTION JON!!!
Im glad to see we are all so normal about the corruption. It WOULD be hot if elias got him pregnant. Fulfill that Need. He can be a home even if it’s just for a little while. Maybe that’ll get all of this out of his system, scratch that itch long enough to calm down. Let him be consumed by what loves him and then maybe he’ll calm down.
I want to respond to posts and messages so bad but I. I am So Tired between yesterday’s Laundry Adventures and the cold that just will not fucking Die and the Assignments and. I am sorry I will try soon but I am understaffed at the moment.
It is so so compelling to me to think about jon always being itchy for so long for most of his life…just thinking it’s a skin thing and then he reads Jane’s statement and experiences such deep self recognition through the other it almost gives him a mental breakdown the first time he reads it and suddenly. That itch that horrible unbearable itch doesn’t feel so much like an annoyance and more so “I can never let anyone find out about this.”
I am once again thinking about Elias trying to hold jon back from falling into the corruption as it sings to him louder and louder….his grip on his archivist tightening. Trying to tie him to the eye more to Him more, trying to satisfy this desperate need to be loved in the way the corruption offers without driving him further into it….hmg jg hf
It is so so compelling to me to think about jon always being itchy for so long for most of his life…just thinking it’s a skin thing and then he reads Jane’s statement and experiences such deep self recognition through the other it almost gives him a mental breakdown the first time he reads it and suddenly. That itch that horrible unbearable itch doesn’t feel so much like an annoyance and more so “I can never let anyone find out about this.”
No no prev you’re absolutely right it IS very gender. That constant itch that bothers you you’re whole life. That feeling of emptiness deep rooted in your bones. That you think is normal. This is just how life is. And then you see someone else someone everyone points at and screams that they’re a freak, that nobody wants, that is awful and broken and Wrong. And then you feel such a horrible connection to them and see everything you’ve ever felt in them and you realize, oh. There’s something wrong with me. This isn’t how life feels for everyone else. There is something wrong. This isn’t how life is supposed to feel.
Smth smth that deep feeling of disconnect from the entire world some people get pre transition. Feeling like you don’t feel anything. You don’t care about anything. You can’t connect with anyone. You think you’re a horrible person. You crave connection and can never seem to have it with anyone. Not in the way you’re so desperate for. You cannot love anyone in the way you want to. You don’t know how to tell if you would. All you want is to care about someone and be cared about and you are disconnected from everything human and maybe you’re not human. So maybe these things that Aren’t human could love you. There is a wasps nest in some poor woman’s attic. Maybe it could soothe your itching soul.
Look. If you can’t cope with your desperate need to be consumed by what loves you so you can actually believe they care about you healthily, asking your boss/father figure/husband to pretend to rape you because he needs you needs to OWN you so bad he can barely stand it is perfectly fine.
Thinks about jons massive rspe kink in the corruption jon thing. Trying not to get corruption avatar’d but is also so so lonely and feels so deeply unloved and what if Elias loved him so much it didn’t matter what he felt. What if he wanted to consume him keep him to himself never ever let him go. What if he kidnapped him forced him into his bed and decided no. You are my family now. None of this ridiculousness. If you can’t take care of yourself, I’m taking all of this away from you until you show me you can handle it. Until then, I am keeping you here. What if he breeds him for extra measure. A claim. A constant tie to him. If he can’t handle himself without him, then he’s digging his nails in and never letting go. What if he never had to be alone again. Even when he got his shit together, he was still stuck with him forever. A piece of Elias consuming him. As you can tell both me and jon have a very healthy and not at all terrified view of pregnancy
Jon trying not to fall into the corruption: What if elias raped me and bred me over and over again , forced my body to change to accommodate his claim on me, what if I was a home for a permanent mark of how much he loved me, something made up of both of us, what if he violated me and consumed me and I was helpless and so so wanted he needed to have a part of him inside me at all times. What if I got consumed by what loved me what if he ruined me.
Girl help. Now I’m thinking about Elias trying to keep jon from going full blown corruption. Trying to satisfy that Itch in other ways…I need it to be weird. I need Jon to be clinging onto Elias for dear life because he’s one of the few things grounding him. Jon trembling kneeling at Elias’ feet looking up at him with big sad eyes, trembling lips and so so cute…they should be so toxic. Which is fueling the corruption in a different way. It’s just changed to Elias being his wasp nest <3. Just. Jon begging for him to use him pleading he needs it he needs it so bad break him, break him , he needs it, he needs it please it hurts-
Jon attaching to Elias so hard after reading her statement because he’s crumbling and needs stability. He needs a cnc scene so bad. Yknow his rape fantasies where Elias wants him so bad it doesn’t matter what he wants? Those are even more intense when he’s feeling this low and I think. Cnc won’t fix it but he Is using it to try and keep himself calm. Losing himself in feeling like Elias needs him. Can’t help himself. Can’t resist his wonderful son, who’s just so perfect and good and how can he not bend him over his desk even when he cries no no no. When his pain is just so pretty. Losing himself in the idea of getting knocked up against his will, consumed by a constant mark of Elias’ need. Changed and claimed forever, helpless to do anything but watch as his body is molded by his fathers loving, cruel hands. I still think it’d be hot if Elias got him pregnant to fulfill that Need. To be a home. Be consumed by what loves him. And I think that scene could be so so good. I think Elias makes a comment about getting him pregnant and this part of him that is crawling and writhing sings.
Jon finding out he’s pregnant when Helen cuts him open, deeper than she has the few times before. She’s delicate with those sharp fingers as she coos at him. Giggles stroking the outside of his womb, it’s swollen just a bit, just enough to show he’s pregnant.
Jon whimpering starting to beg her not to hurt the baby, she just clicks her tongue asking what kind of monster does he think she is. Patting the outside of the organ and giving it a little kiss gently, before tucking it back into its proper location.
Maybe Elias got him pregnant prior to the unknowing(probably didn’t grow much while he was functionally dead), or he bred him while he was in his coma before he was taken to jail, or it was a stranger while he was helpless, or Helen herself.
Helen keeping an eye as it grows, maybe she takes photos, to send to Elias. Jon opened up like an anatomy doll, moaning and writhing as Helen chides him to keep still she’s trying to get the baby pictures right.
