#jon samuel kent

[bizzylosingcats]

Jon: *Stressed out looking for Damian after a big fight.* It’s okay, I can just find his heartbeat.

Batman: How can you find his heartbeat? Your father told me you couldn’t track anyone yet.

Jon: I have his heartbeat memorized.

Batman: *Getting flashbacks to the very homoerotic moment he had with Superman before they started dating, where Clark admitted he did the same thing*

Batman: hmm…

[spicy-apple-pie]

The Al Ghuls have a family curse of falling is live with pathetic men.

Commission Info / Kofi

[tarta-de-limon]

Miku fan.

Edit: with a future Miku collection.

[camo-wolf]

(Older married damijon)

Damian-comes downstairs for some breakfast

Jon-it’s pretty muggy out today

Damian-if I go outside and I see all our mugs on the lawn your sleeping on the couch

Jon-sips coffee from bowl

[purpleangiie]

Jon, lying on his bed: "Dad?"

Clark, about to exit his room: "Yes?"

Jon: "Can I ask you something?"

Clark: "Of course, bud. What is it?"

Jon: "How do you know if you like someone? I mean, like like someone? Not just as a friend but... as something more."

Clark: "You'll know it when you find that person."

Jon, blushing slightly: "I think I know then."

Clark, smiling: "You wanna tell me who this person is?"

Jon: "Damian Wayne."

Clark:

Clark: "You don’t know."

[aceissomunster]

friendly reminder that this is not Jon Lane Kent

but actually Jon SAMUEL Kent.

THIS is Jon Lane. From the New 52.

[askdamijon]

Welcome to the Ask Damijon Blog!!

Index

Before you run to the inbox, let's lay down some ground work.

Damian is 21 and Jon is 18, meaning that Jon was never aged up. Damian is currently living with Bruce and is going to school for illustration while patrolling as Robin during the night. Jon has just graduated and is taking a year off since he has little to no idea what he wants to do with the rest of his life. They are both hopelessly crushing on each other but is oblivious that the other also has a crush on them.

Rules/Guidelines

Nothing too sexual. Let's keep it PG 13 but with more cussing.

Address the character(s) you're asking. For example; "Hey Damian,...." Or "What does Jon think about this?" etc.

You aren't limited to just asking Damian or Jon, you can ask anyone in the DCU

Please keep it on the topic of Damijon, don't ask like, what's Flash's favourite ice cream flavour?

Please be patient, I'm working on a couple of other projects right now so if need be I might put this on the back burner.

I'll edit the rules and guidelines how I see fit if things get out of hand.

Have Fun!

[damian-al-ghul-wayne]

I enjoy drawing the pretty things in front of me, despite them possibly annoying me before they tragically fall asleep in the middle of playing cheese vikings.

[edi-storm]

Damijon in my current spring outfits 🫶

They keep me mentally stable

[luis-michael6160]

🕊✨ "Fly, Little Robin" ✨🕊

[story collection] <- more stories here

The wind howled past Damian’s ears like a reckless symphony. He kicked furiously as Jon Kent held him by the arms, soaring higher and higher into the night sky.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, KENT?!” Damian roared, his cape, hair, and possibly his sanity flapping wildly in the wind.

Jon barely flinched, wearing that infuriatingly bright smile he always had when something seemed “super cool.”

“Come on, Damian! Trust me a little! You're way too grounded all the time. It’s time you connected with your true essence.”

“My what?!” Damian shouted, flailing his legs like he could somehow kick the air into submission.

“Your essence, dude!” Jon beamed, like a kid quoting a feel-good movie. “You’re Robin! And robins are birds! You get where I’m going with this?”

“Oh, I get it. Straight to lunacy!” Damian snapped. “'Robin' is a codename, you maniac! I have nothing to do with actual birds!”

“Yes, you do!” Jon insisted, spinning in the air as he climbed higher. “Robins are brave, agile, fast… and some migrate thousands of miles without stopping! That’s so you!”

“THAT’S ORNITHOLOGY, NOT LOGIC!” Damian screamed, teeth clenched. The clouds lay below them now, thick and endless like a sea of foam.

“You don’t get it,” Jon murmured, his voice soft and annoyingly full of dreamy idealism. “You’ve spent your life fighting in shadows, hiding in the dark. But maybe... just maybe... what you really need is to let go.”

Damian’s eyes went wide. A horrible suspicion crept into his mind. He swallowed hard.

“No. No. Don’t you dare.”

Jon smiled, eyes twinkling like he was telling a secret to the sky.

“Fly free, little Robin.”

“JON! DON’T! NOOO—!”

And he let go.

For a fraction of a second, time froze. Damian hung in the air, caught between someone else’s stupidity and Earth’s very real gravity.

Then, he fell.

“KENT! I’M GOING TO RIP YOU A NE—!”

The rest of the threat vanished in a scream as he plummeted, cape flaring behind him like a war banner. Jon watched from above, not remotely worried. He kinda knew exactly how far Damian could fall without dying... probably.

Seconds from impact, a sonic boom split the air. A red-and-blue blur shot downward and caught Damian just in time, slowing the fall with a sharp gust of wind.

“Told you to trust me!” Jon laughed, hugging him around the waist as they rose again. “You’re okay, right?”

Damian stared at him, pale as a ghost. Then, wordlessly, he punched Jon in the face.

“OW! Dude! That hurt!”

“Good,” Damian growled, catching his breath. “Means it worked. Next time you say anything about birds and flying, I swear I’ll knock you out, tie you to a missile, and launch you into the Amazon.”

“Honestly? Sounds like an adventure.”

Damian just groaned, exhausted.

🕊✨ Thanks for reading Fly, Little Robin! ✨🕊 If it made you laugh, sigh, or say an inner "JON, NO!"… 💬 Leave me a comment, tell me which part made you laugh or scream. ❤️ Like it if you love these two teenage chaos as much as I do. 🔁 Reblog it so more fans can suffer, laugh, and love alongside Damian's plummeting. ☕️ And if you want to support my work (or make up for the emotional trauma of letting Damian fall), you can buy me a coffee on Ko-fi:

[rakudetama]

no violence, you get air jail

[bizzylosingcats]

Kon: I just don’t know what to do, me and Tim are fighting all the time now, and we’re both to stubborn to let it go so we fight for days…

Kon: How come you and Damian never fight like this? you get into fights with him all the time but you two are always all over each other the next day…

Jon:…

Jon: I’m gonna let you in on a secret…

Jon: The answer is sex. Hard, angry sex. And after we cuddle and watch a movie, problem solved.

Kon: 😨

[spicy-apple-pie]

Damijon soulmate au where whatever you write on your skin, it shows up on your soulmate’s skin.

Damian keeps his arms covered, mostly to keep people away from asking about his scars. Jon on the other hand likes to wear shirts and shorts. Damian notices that Jon’s doodles and notes shares the ones on his arm. Jon notices him staring.

“I like to leave little notes for my soulmate. A little something to brighten his day.” Damian knows. It’s his little secret that he’ll trace over the writing on his wrist with his finger. Safe under the covers of his bed. “Do you have a soulmate?”

“Enough dawdling, let’s get ready for patrol.”

Jon assumes that Damian’s soulmate is a touchy subject. He struggles to not run up to Damian to show the little cat his soulmate doodled next to his note just a couple weeks later.

Jon is elated when the doodles become more and more frequent. Usually little animals, sometimes abstract swirls. It doesn’t matter. He takes pictures of every one.

As they grow, Jon struggles with his developing crush on Damian, and his soulmate. He’s sure that Damian isn’t his soulmate, since Damian as seen the doodles plenty and why wouldn’t he tell Jon he’s his soulmate.

(Damian doesn’t want to see the disappointment on Jon’s face. The chance that Jon would insist that it was a platonic match and Damian would have to bite his tongue until the grave.)

One day, during a mission, Damian gets hit the chest bad. Jon takes off his shirt to take a good look at the wound and notices the markings. So many emotions fill him, but mainly panic that he might not only lose his best friend, but also his soulmate.

Damian lives, but Jon is upset with him for keeping the fact that they’re soulmates from him. They make up eventually. lol

[tarta-de-limon]

I hate the fact that the subtitles are not coordinated, it's because capcut was lagging, my phone's a damn potato 😭😭😭😭

I really think Damian would crush on Jon after, idk, a difficult mission where he lost all hopes and Jon remained positive and at the end smiled at him, telling him something like: see? I told you everything was going to be okay!

However, I don't think Jon crushed on Damian while being Robin. Damian is very bossy (SuperSons are proof enough), I think he crushed on Damian when they were just... chilling, yk? Maybe after spending a day in the manor and seeing how caring Damian is or something like that.

I did this in a hurry, I think you can see it because I didn't want to color it, my lazy ass was NOT going to color like 20 drawings, ain't no way 😭😭😭😭✋

Edit: NOOO, I EDITED THE SIZE AND NOW THE SUBTITLES ARE CUT OUT OF SCREEN RAAAAAH PAIN

[camo-wolf]

OMG NEED NEEED GIVE MEEEEE

[purpleangiie]