#〔 IN CHARACTER 〕 JI-WOON

[teratophallia]

Ghostface and Ji-Woon doodle between coms and stuff

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🔪 | dbd character fusions I made a while ago

tw: gore under the cut!!!

[mint-mumbles]

I finally have a Trickster outfit that I really love!

Logged in to see a new cosmetic for mah boi (<- read in the Zelda CDI way) and was really happy to see this design

[yourfavelovespineapplepizza]

Today’s Pineapple Pizza Lover of the Day Is:

Ji-Woon Hak from Dead by Daylight!

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Ermmm sorry this was self endulged I just wanted to draw trickster with top surgery scars

[tequilamoonrock]

hello this blog has been on hiatus for so long but i'm brainrotting so hard about mine and @mortisvitae 's reverse all-kill au. kill-all, if you will.

ji-woon hak, newest member of the fairly successful band nospin, has his career cut short after a fire breaks out in the studio and tragically kills all of his bandmates and injures him. after time in hospital where he is treated for burns and smoke inhalation, he's informed that the harsh industry he has just made a break in will not take him back as an idol, casting him out with specific citing of his injuries. desperate to remain relevant and adored, he switches to music production, something he has always had a fascination with. if they won't let him on the stage then he'll become the mastermind behind everything they sell. it is then that he decides on the pseudonym the trickster.

while he drifts between producing for smaller groups and idols, his eye is eventually caught by one yun-jin lee, auditioning to be an idol. maybe he senses something in her, maybe he is charmed by her voice and determination, but either way he takes her on as a client. around the same time, he meets his first victim, another industry hopeful with a voice he can't help but be transfixed by until he eventually kills them. experimenting with the recordings he got of their screams, he goes out on a limb and splices them into yun-jin's music. whether by coincidence or not, yun-jin, going by the stage name he thought of - magnum opus - becomes an instant success.

her - his, in his eyes - popularity takes the two of them across the world, where a string of seemingly unrelated murders follow them. soon, however, yun-jin becomes suspicious when she notices details about the murders that incriminate someone on her team. soon, her suspicion lands on ji-woon, who has been acting increasingly erratic. it comes to a head when she confronts him after finding evidence of screams in her own music, convinced she knows that he's the murderer, and instead of denying it, he instead manipulates her. convinces her that because this is her music, any evidence that points to him will also incriminate her - or at the very least, it will ruin her career - her life. torn between doing what's right and keeping herself safe ( because she knows that ji-woon could easily convince the police that she was involved if she was to go to them ) her emotional state declines until the two reach an ultimatum that isn't even caused by the murders.

in fact, it comes from the board of executives at mighteeone, their record label, who have decided that yun-jin is no longer making as much money as they would like - they mean to drop her. suddenly realising that all he worked for could be over, ji-woon convinces them to attend a meeting to prove that she is still a viable asset for them. little did they know, that would be the last meeting any of them would attend, ji-woon and yun-jin included.

[dcwnthercbbithcle]

Send 📝 for a rule you think is important when it comes to role playing

NO-NO YES-YES MUNDAY MEME || ACCEPTING

Not gonna lie, I think respect is a HUUUUGE one, but not only for the muns you are writing with, though that in itself should always be a given. But respecting the characters your partners have chosen to portray and have dedicated time to developing, writing and forming their own unique personalities!

Thankfully the fandoms I’ve recently been writing with. Namely DBD and horror as a whole have been amazing when it comes to the amount of respect and interest that’s shown for characters, their personalities and stories.

So this sentiment I’m expressing isn’t being born from first hand experience or anything similar, in fact I do want to thank you all for being so kind and welcoming when it came to me overhauling and reimplementing the characters whose concepts I love, even when the DBD devs don’t always treat them with that same kindness!

But I cannot understate how discouraging it can feel when your character is reduced to a stereotype! Or worse, a joke when you are walking up to love them and work on them! It’s not always meant in bad taste, in fact, it’s often meant lightheartedly! But things like always having your character considered a creep or an uwu baby or a man in need of fixing or a damsel in distress, etc. that stuff can wear on you over time and make you wonder why you’re putting in the effort when people can’t do you or your characters the respect of letting them form an identity in your writing!

[vigil4nted]

n/s/f/w warning but uhh you want my bodyclaim for jiwoon?

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[grimmshood]

the only person whos opinions on wesker i trust is ash

[unnerving-presence]

Pls Ghostface, Wesker, Ji-Woon, and Evan when a fem! Survivor flashes them during a trial as an attempt to distract them from killing her or a teammate? Like flashing her panties or boobs at them. 🫣 How would they react

MANNNN 😖

as of right now i only do 3 characters at a time so i will be excluding mr dan man johnson from this one ajdhskfb

☀︎︎☀︎︎☀︎︎☀︎︎☀︎︎☀︎︎☀︎︎☀︎︎☀︎︎☀︎︎☀︎︎

Albert Wesker:

While there’s no doubt that Wesker is a ruthless, power-hungry individual, his man brain cannot help but submit to the fleshly desires of the world that he so dearly hates. That includes in this very moment, seeing your tits slightly jiggle as you lift your shirt up. If his glasses were off his eyes would be glued to your chest but you can already assume he’d be doing that already behind that grimace plastered on his face.

Wesker recovers very quickly as if you flashing him didn’t almost give him a hard-on on the middle of a trial. He can’t let that distract him from his mission but he fears it already has.. He can already see the mistakes he makes before he even makes them. All he can think about are those breasts and it’s like a virus in his brain. Damn you!

Even he can admit that it was a smart move.. Especially since you made him feel things he hasn’t felt in YEARS. At this point arousal is a foreign concept to him. You flashing him was like him getting smacked with 5 semi-trucks of pure arousal. Even when he thinks about getting back at you he can’t help but drift his mind back to that magnificent view you gave him. He.. actually respects it. You don’t see many people bold enough to show their tits to a random stranger. He views you as a challenge, a worthy foe. And.. a quite attractive one at that.

Ji-Woon Hak:

For a moment that murderous smile was wiped off his face. He’s had fans flash him before, but having his prey do so? That’s quite surprising. Ji-Woon never cared much for romantics, but he didn’t have a problem with free eye-candy. Even if it were just for a moment. While it didn’t exactly effect him, it did distract him long enough for your teammate to escape. Well done.

Recovers quite quickly though and decides that you are a far more valuable target. As said before, he’s seen tits plenty of times. Being flashed is something that doesn’t exactly phase him anymore, though you were a slightly different story. A little surprised, but ultimately not very effective. Cute though..

Sees you as a worthy victim as well. One he’d like to see how else you’d try and defend yourself against him. For his own twisted pleasure he may just keep you alive. He’ll be checking out your behavior in trials to come. He’d love to see what else you can bring to the table. Though he’s not gonna complain if you flash him again..

Evan Macmillan:

The one out of this bunch that actually gets severely effected by your little distraction. It’s already difficult having to kill people against his will, having to live with constant pain rippling through his back, shoulders, and arms. It doesn’t exactly help when an admittedly hot survivor suddenly flashes their magnificent tits right at him.

He wishes he could get you out of his head but he can’t. For the rest of the trial you plague his mind, making it ever more difficult for him to focus and actually hit a damn survivor. In some ways it’s a motivator, making him more brutal for the remainder of the trial. Though at times he gets so distracted that he even steps in one of his traps, causing a bit of an injury he would have to brush off if he were to please the Entity. He’s no weak man by any means, but it’s definitely been a while since he’s a seen a pair. It’s.. gonna take him a bit to regain himself. Maybe even give you the sweet gift of forcefully pushing your head down into a bear trap just so he can think of killing again.

Evan may be a very tough, intimidating killer one wouldn’t want to willingly approach, but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel lust. It’s definitely a feeling he hides away, though it quickly erupts into something much more than that when you come around. After that trial he soon does get over it in the sense where he’s not getting constantly distracted during trials. Though he promises to himself that he’ll never forget your face. He’s not after you for the thrill of the hunt. He’s after you for something much, much more than that.

[semiweirdshipper]

Killer reactions to a legally blind reader who had their glasses stolen from them during a trial. (Part two).

Notes: Non-binary reader. Warnings for minor, non-graphic violence and character injury.

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Ji-woon

He saw you struggling to walk through the forest, your arms spread out and feet stuttering in caution. Concern invaded, and he quickly ran up to you. When he noticed that you didn't have your glasses on, he asked suspiciously, "Where are your glasses?"

Ji-woon watched as you gasped and tensed up as if expecting an attack, and he frowned in dejection. "Uh? Don't be afraid," He reached down to gently grab your hand, saying reassuredly, "I'll help you escape, yes?"

"You... You'll help me? Really?" You timidly asked, your body still tense, "But... Why?"

"Oh," Ji-woon giggled, grinning big and blushing, "You are my favorite. I like you."

Seeing you gape like a fish caused Ji-woon to giggle even more in fondness and amusement. "You're so cute, (y/n)," He slowly guided you over to some boxes and had you sit down on one, "Wait here. I'll be back soon, uh?"

"O-ok," You nodded, hiding your bashful face, "Thank you."

Man, you were so freakin adorable. Ji-woon grinned maliciously and took off, his blood running hot with vengeance. Vengeance that didn't take but ten minutes to achieve, especially whenever he discovered your glasses broken in David's pocket. Those no good rats.

Returning to your side, Ji-woon reached out for your hand again and smiled, "Ready?"

"Yes," You say softly, blushing as he let you use him for support, "Thank you again."

Ji-woon puffed his chest out in pride. "Anything for you, aleumdaun."

Pinhead/Elliot Spencer

He felt the calling of the lament and, realizing that it was you who was summoning him, he immediately teleported to your location. When he arrived, he spotted you shyly standing near a pallet, your exposed eyes squinted harshly as you cautiously stood your ground.

"You solved the lament configuration," Elliot tilted his head in curiosity and hidden surprise, "But to what cause?"

You hesitated, looking fretful, "You... You said that if I solved the box then I... I would get a reward? Well... I-I want my glasses back. Please? Nea stole them."

A glimmer of a smirk shown within Elliot's piercing black eyes, "You have become bold, I see. Are you to assume that 'returning your glasses' is all I have in mind for you?"

"I..." You gaped, looking horrified and regretful, like you were imagining him torturing you, "I..."

"Stay here," Elliot demanded and briefly turned away. He was able to locate Nea, hook her and retrieve your glasses. When he returned to you, you had the most defeated, hopeless expression on your face, and it tore at his soul.

"I suppose the full extent of your reward can wait until another time," He said in a much more soothing tone than what he usually used, and he handed you your glasses. "I do not enjoy witnessing you treated with disrespect."

Fiddling with your glasses for a moment, you slid them on and looked up at him with flattered yet timid eyes, "Thank you, Elliot. Maybe... Maybe next time?"

Elliot smirked and swiftly turned around to leave, "I will be waiting."

Evan

He saw you walking around calling out for Jake to give you your glasses back and, at first, he chose to ignore you. Surely soon Jake would return them to you. Well...

Apparently not.

Several times Evan had crossed paths with you only to see you struggling every single time, looking lost and helpless. It pulled at his heart and made him angry. How could anyone treat you this way?

Remembering that it was Jake you were calling out for, Evan went and found the traitor, killed him and retrieved your glasses. Then he found you respectfully working on a generator. God... He liked you too dang much.

When you noticed him approaching, you tensed up and bowed your head in miserable acceptance. "Here, darlin'," Evan said, lifting your glasses out, "Think you're missin' these."

"Huh?" You blinked at him, the sight of your exposed eyes doing things to him. Taking your glasses back, you slid them on your face, stammering in gratitude, embarrassment and fear, "Th-thank you. Really. I'm... I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize," Evan took a few steps back to help ease your anxiety, "Ain't no one got an excuse good 'nough to treat ya that way."

You whimpered, covering your cheeks with your palms. So adorable. "Thank you."

Evan smiled beneath his mask and turned away, damming Jake for his shenanigans and yet also thanking him at the same time. Let's just say, he really enjoyed this trial.

Pyramid Head/The Executioner

He doesn't know much about human anatomy but he does know that those glass things help you see. He's also good at sensing distress and emotional turmoil, and during this trial you were utterly decomposed unlike usual.

And the Executioner does not appreciate it when his favorite human is in distress, especially when the distress is caused by other guilty, shameful humans.

Leaving you be to your objectives, The Executioner lurks around hooking and searching for something he doesn't quite understand. It's difficult to navigate who has your glasses exactly, and he really does search. He tears apart clothes, he breaks fingers and he even shakes the survivors, but to no avail.

Eventually he hooks the third survivor Claudette and searches for you, discovering you hiding amongst some pillars. When you notice him approaching, you gasp and run straight first into a wall.

With all hope lost, you crouch down and begin to hopelessly cry, humiliation, sadness and frustration steaming from your body.

The Executioner walked closer, stopping before you and bending forward as much as he was capable of. He then dropped an object into your lap.

You jostled in shock, your eyes going wide when you felt what exactly the object was. Glasses. But... Not your glasses. "These... These are Claudettes?" You ask, slipping on the tiny glasses. They barely helped you to see, honestly.

But they would be good enough, and you were grateful for his generosity, "Thank you."

Proud and satisfied, the Executioner nodded, took a few steps away and gazed back at you. Come on. The hatch isn't going to find itself.

Wesker

You're his favorite survivor, so he searches for you first only to find you getting laughed at by Quintin. He had your glasses. You were struggling to chase him, putting up quite a fight until he purposely tripped you and sent you falling face first to the ground.

Oh. Oh, that boy was so done for. Wesker's eyes burned orange, and he flew up to the treacherous nobody, jamming him with uroboros. Quintin screamed and dropped your glasses. Wesker picked them up and finished chasing the coward, hooking him shortly.

By the time he returned to you, he was amused to see you standing and searching around, obviously focused and self-aware. "Tis a pity you can be taken advantage of so easily, (y/n)," Wesker said, twirling your glasses around, "I almost feel sorry for you."

He eagerly awaited a snappy, passionate reaction from you, but was ultimately met with deafening silence. You weren't even looking at him, your head bowed, hands gripping a barrel and your face twisting with hatred and shame.

It was as if you expected the worst out of everyone including him.

"What will I get if I return them to you?" Wesker asked, stepping closer.

You mumbled back, "Just kill me, Wesker. I'm done."

Out of all his time here, Wesker had never, ever seen you give up. It made him... Concerned. "How long has this been going on?" He stopped beside you and handed you your glasses back.

You were taken aback by his kindness and consideration, and you went to put your glasses back on, "A while."

"Well then," Wesker smirked, aching to touch your face, "I suppose we'll need to put a stop to this. Won't we?"

Max

He doesn't really understand what's going on at first. All he knows is that you're really, really struggling. The only reason he can think why is because you didn't have your glasses. Why though? Where were they?

Hesitant, shy and nervous, Max tries his hardest to avoid hooking you. There is one time, however, that he hears you calling out for Feng to give you your glasses back. Ah ha. So Feng took them. That monster. How could she do this?

Max then makes it his number-one priority to catch Feng and return your glasses. It doesn't take him long, but when he throws her over his shoulder, he hears a distinct crack, and panics. Oh... No...

Dropping Feng unceremoniously, Max searches her hoodie and finds your shattered glasses. Noooooooo! No, he broke your glasses. Ah, what was he supposed to do? You were gonna be so mad at him and upset, and you wouldn't be able to see, and he felt so bad. Just- ahhh!

He let you down. Max growled in distress, his chest aching. He really, really let you down. Oh, he was so sorry.

But he wasn't going to hide from you despite every nerve in his body wanting him too. Instead, he killed the rest of the survivors, deserted his chainsaw and hammer, and timidly approached you.

Whenever you noticed him, you covered your face and awaited pain, but felt none. Sensing that he was close, you gaped and whimpered, "Max?"

Wow, your eyes were really pretty. Max blushed, his chest filling with butterflies. He walked forward and gently tapped on your forearm.

"What?" You whispered softly, "I-I can't see, I-I'm sorry."

Even though it hurt him to speak, Max managed to say "hatch". You looked at him with utter gratitude, grabbing onto his offered arm and saying shyly, "Thank you, Max. I-I really appreciate it."

Max smiled and growled happily. Good grief, the 'butterflies'.

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Happy Out of Touch Trickster Thursday!

instead of doing homework i made an out of touch edit of my fancam because of course ill do everything but my homework

[mint-mumbles]

He BECAME the little meow meow we always knew he was 🥹

Also, I’m so happy we’re actually getting cosmetic lore again. I love learning about characters, even trivial things that will never get brought up again (Can you tell I’m in a fandoms who try to put characters together with the little crumbs we have? 🥲)

Now we know that Ji-Woon posts some real fucked up shit! (Hooray!…?)

He would probably make posts like this* and wouldn’t care what people said about him afterwards and would only make an apology video because Yun-Jin told him to. (Of course the script had to be approved before he actually began recording)

*The posts in question (oh, and here’s some JTHM, I don’t know how large the DBD and JTHM overlap is, but here you go :P):

(This one isn’t concerning, but it is funny and in character):

[deadbydangit]

Hiii! I wanted it request a story with Oni, Knight, Huntress, Trickster, and Wesker, where you set up a bath for them after a stressful trial, and then you two just have a calm bath together. Thank you in advance ❤️❤️

I can totally do that. Since my limit is three characters per post, I'm going to pick three.

Taking a bath with them

Oni, Trickster, Mastermind

Oni

He often comes back from trials stressed and wound up.

Kazan takes his job seriously.

You can suggest meditation, and he does.

But he's often too clouded in anger to sit still with his own thoughts.

When you suggested a bath?

You were surprised when he agreed to it.

He'll give you a whole history lesson on how Japanese people take baths.

A whole health thing and...

Eventually you'll stop listening.

Because he will go on and on about how wonderful Japan is.

First hurdle is finding a bathtub that will fit both of you.

Let alone him.

Once you do, the second part will be getting enough steaming hot water.

Because that's all he'll bathe in.

Some health thing.

Nothing fancy either.

He doesn't want any fancy candles or bubbles.

All he really needs is soap and water to get clean.

Expect him to want his space at first as he soaks in the bath.

Watch how his shoulders relax and the creases in his face soften.

Then you can make a move and get closer.

Again, he prefers his space.

But you can sit beside him.

He won't fall asleep in the bath.

But he certainly feels relaxed enough to.

Once the water starts to cool, he'll insist you both get out.

He won't let you get sick.

After you both dry off, he'll be a lot more willing to give and receive affection.

For once, his world is at peace.

Trickster

A bath?

"Like, a spa day?"

"Why did you ask sooner?"

And with that he'll pull out baskets full of the fanciest bath supplies.

Soaps, bubble baths, bath fizzes, spa masks, fancy lotions.

Don't forget all those fancy candles.

He even has a rubber duck that looks faintly like him.

He bought fan merch of himself.

Ji-Woon has been waiting for this moment.

He loves to spoil himself.

But getting to spoil himself with you?

Sign him up?

He knows exactly what each item does and when to use it.

Clogged pours?

"This is what you want for that."

Oily skin?

"Use this."

Just need something to unwind?

"Lavender is great for that. Pair it with this camomile mask."

He'll want you in his arms.

Your head has to be leaning on his chest.

He won't try anything though.

He's in his zen moment.

"This is the high life."

After you both dry off, he's going to show you all his different lotions.

You can tell he's really enjoying this.

Not just because he gets to pamper himself.

But because he gets to do it with you.

"Only the best for you, my dear."

Mastermind

Wesker is always wound up.

You can't remember a time when his shoulders weren't hunched forward.

Give him a break.

He has a very stressful job.

You can ask him if he wants to take a bath.

"A bath?"

"That's a waste of time dear heart."

"I'm very busy."

"I don't have time for that."

You'll either have to beg him enough till he caves.

Or, you'll have to really bring up how stressed he is and how worried you are about him.

"Fine."

"Seven minutes is all I can spare for this."

He doesn't like anything fancy.

A simple warm bath will do.

He's going to sit there, rigid, the entire time.

So you're going to have to help him.

If you really want to make him melt, massage his shoulders.

Don't be afraid to really dig into his shoulders either.

He'll melt into you.

Don't point that out though.

He'll go right back to being rigid.

Once you've got him to relax, he'll lean back against the bath.

And you better believe you'll be snuggled into his arms.

Look up.

He's actually dozed off for a moment.

This is probably the most relaxed you've ever seen him.

He's even smiling!

Don't bring that up later.

Otherwise, he'll never take another bath with you.

And he would secretly hate for that to happen.

Because he wants to do it again with you.

[fandom-go-round]

This but with regular fem reader plz

For trickster and the doctor (seperate)

Soulmate au with a fem reader

It can be as filthy as you want

Fluff to nsfw plz

Soulmate AU: Every wound you get shows up on your soulmate

Warnings: Sex, Sexual Situations, Kidnapping. Canon Typical Violence, Blood, Character Death (Reader), Outdoor Sex, Public Sex, Overstimulation

Trickster:

Finding his soulmate was never a priority for Ji-Woon. Sure, it would have been fun to find someone to share his life but the more he gets into ‘making his music’, the more he avoids it. To share the spotlight with someone else? To have to hide the part of him that loves to kill? No thank you. The thought of a soulmate leaves once he’s taken by the Entity, this is much more fun than trying to find “the one”.

Of course, the minute he stops looking is when he finds you. It’s almost funny, watching the hook slam into your shoulder and feeling his own rip open. All the Trickster can do it laugh, bent over his knees howling with laughter. Oh he’s pissed, don’t get him wrong, but the pain mixing with adrenaline is intoxicating. He watches as the Entity takes you away, feeling his body burn hot and then numb, before evening out. It makes him wonder if all this was meant to be; the new world he found himself in. It doesn’t matter but it does make him think.

He can’t stay away from you now that he knows you’re his. Ji-Woon isn’t surprised by how possessive he is but he’s shocked by the intensity of the emotions. He wants to be the only one to hunt you, the only one to hook you, the only one to kiss you and push you against a wall. The last one is something he can control and he does it without thinking, grabbing your arm and kissing you hard. You freeze before wrapping your arms around his neck, gasping.

Trickster fucks you hard and fast, your legs wrapped around his waist and head thrown back. You take everything he gives you and more, not hesitating to dig your nails into his back or beg him to move faster. It feels like he’s drowning in you, the fire in his veins burning hotter every time you moan. He didn’t realize having a soulmate would feel this way and now that he’s had you he’s never going to let you go.

Doctor:

Herman still dreams about finding his soulmate, even here in the Entity’s world. He’s more romantic than he lets on and the idea of finding you and falling in love is appealing. He’s always tried to find a ‘work-life balance’ and if he had a cute little soulmate to take home, that would help his ideal. Alas, the likelihood of finding you in so low; there just aren’t a lot of people here compared to the normal world.

The first time he shocks you and you freeze, body going taught, his does the same, the two of you locking eyes. It’s the longest few seconds of his life, understanding flashing across both of your faces. Once the pain has worn off the Doctor doesn’t know what to do, staring with wide eyes. You have no such hesitation, turning to run as fast as you can into the cabin. He watches you go, lost in thought until a generator backfires in the distance. He would go find you, just not right now.

Herman is more patient than some of the other killers, at least when it comes to this. He’s content to let you watch him, let you figure out what you want. You can’t seem to look or stay away, gravitating towards him when you’re in trials together. He doesn’t want to push but every time you get close enough to touch it’s maddening. He hopes you make your mind up soon because he’s going to lose it.

He fucks you like he wants to drown in you. He shoves his face into your neck, the metal cold against your skin and a contrast to his hot breath. His cock stays deep inside of you, only giving deep thrusts and pulling out as little as possible. Herman wants you to never be empty again, to dream of his cock when it’s not in you. The more you beg the faster he loses control; he can never say no to you.