#〔 MUSING 〕 JI-WOON

[ji-woon-theidiot]

"HEEEY FUCKERS! I'm still alive as always! It's a hot summer isnt it?"

[ncspin]

*fists on the table* more plots for my murder son I demand--

[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.

[vihrago-a]

@idolkills liked for a one-liner.

“ your fashion taste is quite dazzling , you only get to hear this compliment once so feel honored. ”

[janeromeroshow]

♦

[ send me a "♦" for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned. ]

intimidating.

there's something about how human wesker is that makes him almost scarier than other killers to jane. most of the other killers who retain their humanoid appearances hide behind masks or ghastly features, but wesker is (at least visually) just A Man who happens to have some terrifying powers, and that's frightening in a very different way to the monstrous beings in the fog.

[chaoticrebels]

That guy is vicious, he's vicious Got venom in his kisses He's wicked, he's wicked Yet somehow so delicious

[tyunniez]

yew shud post that fic trust ‼️‼️❤️

here it is... unfiltered and unedited in all its glory...... enjoy the scraps 😔😔

 You grunted as you walked through the cafeteria, trying to make your way out. for some reason, today was surprisingly full.

 a hand suddenly grabbed you, making you immediately pulled your own hand away. "ynnn, don't avoid my affection!" a familiar voice nagged you.

 you calmed down as you realized it was none other than your friend ji woon. "ugh, stop holding my hand out of the blue like that." he only rolled his eyes as he grabbed your hand once again.

 "yknow people are gonna think we're dating if you keep holding my hand, right?" ji woon smiled brightly at you "i'd like that!" before you could respond a hand slung it's way around your shoulder.

 "where ya going without me?" xin hui suddenly appeared beside you. you side eyed him— annoyed at the two boys affections.

 "ugh let go of me already. I'm going back to my dorm. i'm too tired to deal with this right now.." your whining didn't do shit as they both were still glued to you.

 you immediately face planted on your bed, your bag and shirt on the floor. the two boys welcomed themselves into your dorm as they picked up your bag and shirt and put them where they were supposed to be.

the both of them lay next to you— their phones in hand as they continued doing what they were doing. you dozed off as the sound coming from their phone acted as white noise for you.

 "come on yn, you can take, can't you? just a little more, yes just like that, good boy.." xin hui muttered, your hair balled up in his fist. you batted your eyelashes up at him as you tried your best to fit him all into your mouth.

 suddenly, something big made its way into your hole. this startled you and xin hui took this opportunity to shove it all inside your mouth.

 "shit baby, so fucking tight for me.." ji woon gripped your ass and started smacking it. the pain mixed with pleasure made you see stars.

 meanwhile, ji woon and xin hui looked at each other as you continued grunting in your sleep. "should.. should we wake him up? sounds like he's having a real good dream..." ji woon said while recording a video of you lowkey moaning in your sleep.

 "shit that's so hot.." xin hui said while palming himself through his shorts.

 your eyes fluttered open as you looked towards the camera pointed your way. ji woon stopped recording and decided why not tease you a bit? who knows where it might lead?

 "dreaming about us? you were moaning like a bitch in heat earlier." you stared at him as if a deer that got caught in headlights. your mouth drew into a thin line as you looked down at your boner.

 ji woon and xin hui smiled to one another, a plan already set in their mind. 

 xin hui rubbed your stomach, his finger ghosting over your perked nipples. "shit you're a pervert or what?" xin hui teased. you pouted and shook your head, but they were not buying that.

 xin hui pinched your nipple, "lying's not good." a moaned escaped your mouth from this. your hand quickly shot up to cover any more noise that may come out your mouth.

 ji woon laid near your crotch, his head ever so near your boner. "come on baby.. admit it and we might help you out. just tell us, yn." xi hui hand never left your nips as he fondled with it, his eyes staring back at your own.

 you looked away and nodded— to embarrassed to even looked at them in the eyes.

 "that's a good boy." xin hui mused, the nick name making you more hard than you already was.

 your moans echoed through the dorm, the scent of sweat and sex filled the entire room.

"come on yn, you can take, can't you? just a little more, yes just like that, good boy.." xin hui muttered, your hairballed up in his fist. you batted your eyelashes up at him as you tried your best to fit him all into your mouth.

 you slowly but surely managed to fit him all in, his tip hitting the back of your throat. xin hui grunted as he looked down on you. "fuck.. attaboy."

 ji woon slowly entered into you, your hole welcoming him. you gagged around xin hui as your eyes rolled back. tears drop down your face as the pain and pleasure drive you over the edge.

 "shit baby, so fucking tight for me.." ji woon gripped your ass and started smacking it. the pain mixed with pleasure made you see stars. he began thrusting making you bounce your head on xin hui's cock. 

 xin hui threw his head back as he grunted. he began pulling your hair as he face fucked you. your tears now stained your face, cooling down your flush cheeks.

 "hah shit, ji woon this bitch's fucking crying." ji woon smirked and slowed down his thrust. going painfully slow. "my dick that good?" you nodded while clenching around him.

 who knows how many rounds later.. here you are passed out from exhaustion with their cum dripping out your hole and staining your lips and chin.

 ji woon and xin hui looked at each other as they admired what they did to you. "shit man.. i might get addicted to him..." xin hui nodded his head, agreeing with ji woon.

 "i mean, no pussy I've been in has been this tight! this guy truly takes the cake.." xin hui also commented. "speaking of cake have you seen his? gyat damn.."

[theplagueraven]

Inktober 02 - Alternate Self My character Jang Yeondae started out years ago as a Hak Ji-Woon RP muse that I wrote a Very Normal Amount™, but he evolved and changed sooo far away from canon Ji-Woon that I decided to entirely divorce him of Dead by Daylight and reboot him as an OC. But every now and again I like to pay homage to his origins even if they're completely different characters now!

[desolatefog]

DOES THE FOG CALL TO YOU?

We still have plenty of canon characters open and available to play! Along with the option for extended muses, outside muses, and original characters.

MOST WANTED:

Amanda Young / The Pig

Anna / The Huntress

Chris Redfield

David King

Dracula / The Dark Lord

Ji-Woon Hak / The Trickster

Lara Croft

Laurie Strode

Renato Lyra

Sable Ward

Thalita Lyra

Trevor Belmont

Yun-Jin Lee

Our open spots aren't just limited to these characters. Check our TAKEN LIST to see if a muse you're interested in is available!

[ji-woon-theidiot]

👀Do the mun and you get along? 

🙏 Do you think the mun would be able to survive in your world? 

👗 How is the mun’s fashion sense? 

🍀 What is your opinion on the layout of the blog the mun did for you? 

☀ Does the mun listen to you while writing or not? 

💧 How often do you annoy the mun? And with what? 

☀ Does the mun have other muses beside you? What is your opinion on them?

🔥 How would you spend one day with the mun if you could? 

👀 "It's mutural. We are ok with each other. The mun is just.... boring."

🙏 "HAHAHAHA HA HA HAHAHA NEVER! Well I don't mean it badly. It's just they are soooo weak and slow..."

👗 "Honestly? ....it's bad. The clothes are often dirty, broken, they doesn't always fit. It's often just one color. They wear it in a weird compasition. Only... rarely they wear nice clothes. But they are... special. Often old looking."

🍀 "It's messy... they are to lazy to put good work in it."

☀️ "Yes, not always. But they lissen to me."

💧 "I anoy them sometimes. Often I am talking to much and be arrogant."

☀️ "Yes and I am friends with a few."

🔥 "That is difficult! Hmmm.... we could go eat something? I teach them how the table rules are."

[ncspin]

tag drop.

[bloodshedaria]

His finely-groomed eyebrows arched towards the ceiling, along with a crooked grin.

"You want me to clean your boots??" Purely incredulous. Here she was with a prize winning show horse on hand and she was asking it to keep the weeds out of the garden. Certainly he knew how, but surely there were better things to be put to use for.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. He knew what she was angling for. The fun of bossing him around and dragging him about on a leash, and he wasn't against it. But for manual labour? No, no. He was amused, very amused, but he did not go to his knees so easily for that. Not even as scene-setting. He said what he'd said. His ego would not allow him to take it back.

"Darling~♡" He crooned, twirling the leash around his fingers and stepping closer. The air of his stance was more that he was the one holding the leash, and only allowing her to grip the end for her own sake. "Baby, sweetheart~☆♡"

Once close enough he gripped her jaw with a hand, smushing her cheeks as he went. "You are so cute when you're embarassed~♡ Why would I feel any need to atone for that~☆?"

O///O ~ xoxo @wanderingsongbird

Oh?

Ji-Woon had heard someone approaching, the halls in his realm were very large and extravagant, but ultimately empty and echoing. Every footstep sounded through the entire unstable mess, and he couldn't avoid hearing every sound. But.. This tome he had been sulking somewhat, lounging and refusing to dignify whatever intruder came by with a greeting or even a glance to their approach. Whatever they wanted they could announce it themselves.

And what a surprise then to have delicate, gentle hands reach around his neck from behind and pull a strip of what felt like leather close, binding it close about his neck.

With a curious, intrigued noise he pulled out a small mirror to inspect, spitting not only a collar of pink around his neck with a cord trailing away, but the cheeky survivor over his shoulder.

"Aren't you a bold one~♡" He breathlessly giggled, flashing Kate a wink and then getting distracted by how the leather sat against his skin. With a small hum he reached back to tug at the collar to tighten it, the edges biting more deliciously into his skin.

[tequilamoonrock]

rearranged the priority of my muses a little bit!! this is the new ranking, still subject to change of course! PRIMARY

Jane Romero

Claudette Morel

Anna "The Huntress"

SECONDARY

Julie Kostenko "The Legion"

Ji-Woon Hak "The Trickster"

Vittorio Toscano

Mikaela Reid

Haddie Kaur

TERTIARY

Nea Karlsson

Danny "Jed Olsen" Johnson "The Ghost Face"

Laurie Strode

[deadprocess]

You're writing is amazing! Would you be willing to write a third part to Idolize me? <3 <3 <3

//Its been awhile...but I did it//

//Triggers: gore mention, blood mention, dub con, violence, cursing...it's dead by daylight. Most of this needs a warning//

xx IDIOLIZE ME pt 3 xx

You couldn’t recall how long you’ve been in this world of terror. However you could vaguely recall when you first met him. He stood there with a gore covered bat that had collided with your friends head, raised high in the air and ready to swing back down to silence their gurgling. His yellow eyes blazed with a reflective glow similar to that of the cats. Though if you’re honest, you could barely see them from how blown out his pupils were.

It was unadulterated bliss on his face. Bliss from the murder of your friend. Or… Whatever this was. You never got used to how many of your friends died, how many times you died. You all came back. Fit as a fiddle for the next round, but just a little bit more tired and a little more desperate. How many times has your skull been crushed in? How many times has your body been torn apart? How many times has your fingers been bitten off? How many days since this began?

When did he decide that you were his?

He was such an odd character. A bright spectacle with human normalcy that stood out amongst the murk and darkness. But it was nothing but a colorful façade, that of a peacock showing its feathers. He was just as ugly as the rest of them. His mind just as fucked.

“Sing for me.” He’d purr, face so close to yours you could feel the wind of his breath. It was neither hot nor cold. Didn’t even have a smell. He wasn’t human was he? Not any more.

How long has it been since you were stuck in this realm? His realm? You never woke up by the campsite anymore. Only here in this tiny back room of the Crotus Prenn Asylum. You figure out this was the only place that would allow him. You weren’t aware that these monsters would be able to harm each other until he came hobbling back, covered in blood with the rabbit woman’s axe deeply embedded into his shoulder. He coexisted with the clown and the floating woman dressed in old time nursing clothes. You wondered if she pitied you by the way she lingered for a moment or two. She never stayed long, especially not when he was around. You supposed even killers had their limits. Or maybe she just didn’t want to see him knuckles deep inside you, forcing you to scream for all that you were worth. You supposed that was more of a mercy on her part.

You knew for a fact he was getting more pleasure out of this than you ever could. By the way his mouth hung open, drool pooling at the corner of his mouth and eyes heavy lidded mumbling something in Korean far to fast for you to understand. His finger nails digging into all the fresh cuts he made on your skin, forcing more blood to rivet down your arms and legs. You never screamed anymore, just let small grunts and gasps escape you as he sunk deeper into your warmth over and over again. You were hesitant to make anymore noises than that, lest he get the newfound inspiration to produce more of his "music" with you being his muse and starlet.

You missed your compatriots at the campfire. You wondered briefly if they missed you, but your curiosity began to fade as Ji-woon (as you come to find out when he screamed at you to moan his name, his real name, during one of your earlier rendezvous) lifted your hips to slam them back against his. You vision blurred as a knot tightened deep within you when he dragged against that special spot. Maybe you were becoming sick just like the rest, but who were you to deny the one pleasurable thing in this personal hell. It was just you and him now, and death couldn't do you two part.

[fatalframez-archive]

//Starter call for my canon muses that don't really have any/many threads. Specify in comments who you want it for (pick up to two, if you like). Mutuals only. If you're a multimuse if you want it for someone specific, let me know. List of muses I'm doing this for below:

Sable (DBD)

Jonathan Byers (ST)

Argyle (ST)

Christopher Hartley (Until Dawn)

Josh Washington (Until Dawn)

Ji-Woon Hak (DBD)

Ren Hojo (Fatal Frame)

Daniella (Haunting Ground)

Fiona Belli (Haunting Ground)

Aesop Carl (Identity V)

[the-entity-child]

😈: for my muse to scare yours

@ji-woon-theidiot to Junko

It's dark, a little foggy. The dbd Void themed event startet in the fog. Was it really the entitys doing? It seems more like some alchemist tryd something and happend to warp reality and open a way in some kind of void. If its... the void. Looks more like a blue ghost house in Ji Woon's oppinion. However that doesnt matter. He happends to be in a trial once again like every other day too. With the diffrence that everywhere are alchemy maschinery. He have white glowing eyes, a blueish outfit and a spiked bat. He mostly uses a newer strategy to keep undetectet for most of the time. And after all years he happen to not rush the trial but watch them sometimes befor cutting there ways. So he happend to spott Junko after what feels like months. It had to be months, right? Ji Woon isnt that found of her. Let's hope she doesnt pull crazy shit again and blame him afterwards. She did that befor in a trial with him and he wasnt happy with the consequences. He would concider Junko as one of the real crazy women he knows beside Yun Jin. Well, he would run in her sooner or later during the trial so he throught he could try to spook her. Ji Woon is mostly keeping his distance, only his dark siluett and glowing eyes are seen between the trees sometimes. When ever he gets spot he would simply vanish in the dark forest, and try to sneak out of reach. He even uses there portal like tornatos to get to diffrent locations of the trial area. Till he eventually happen to walk out of one of the portals behind Junko and grap her shoulder for a spook. Fully ready to catch a foot or fist any second for that.

This was a normal trail, this should have been a simple trail. When has it ever truly been in truth? Has her Entity and Lord truly lost control of the realms without Junko, or was this a test of Junko resolve and faith? She seen the void before, it was part of her many many jobs to do around the place but being inside of it felt off. Into the void she went as it felt so odd, the blue tint of it all speaking of something otherworldly but oddly comforting to Junko. She say above her laid a odd shine like object and was ready to head their before feeling the hand on her shoulder! Ji-Woon, thankfully unlike his more foolish self, was ready to take the fist towards his neck and chest but sadly failed to prepare for the kick to his shin as she cried out "Dare to touch me filth?!" Clearly not knowing it was him because of the void brightness.