#Karl-Johan

[diioonysus]

under the moonlight

[devilsmamba]

deftones german-style [ref + alt under cut]

[pierppasolini]

An American in Prague (1997) // dir. George Duroy

[satanfemto666]

Monster👻👻⁉️

[huariqueje]

Flower still life - Karl Johan Magnusson , 1987.

Swedish, 1924-1996

Oil on canvas, 55 x 46 cm.

[youngroyalsforever]

a. Portrait of French Marshal Jean Baptiste Bernadotte, founder of House of Bernadotte, royal family of Sweden

b. The portrait in the Cabinet Meeting Room at the Royal Palace, Stockholm

via Kungligaslotten

[strangemonochromes]

Monster (モンスター) // Naoki Urasawa

[mariagalleriax]

Naoki Urasawa's Monster AU where Johan is a fucking loser college student (I feel like I've definitely made a post about this before but I get hit with a brick every morning so it's hard to remember things)

Everyone thinks he's this enigmatic person but his sister knows deep down how much of a deeply unaffected, unserious, and unmotivated individual he is. So much so that he just bullshits all of his interactions with others. But because he's so incredibly beautiful and intelligent, it just backfires and blows up in his face with unwanted popularity.

One by one, people begin to catch on. I like to think that Nina attends school and Heidelberg and visits Munich occasionally. Oh and in this AU, Karl ISN'T a loser and actually remembers and cares for the one woman that loves him and helps him sort out his daddy issues.

An example of a Johan moment:

Karl: Did you finish the paper-

Johan: Were you born because you were wanted?

Karl: Shut the fuck up please

[suusoh]

This is THE mother pose to me. Always making sure you study well and finish all your food.

[hebezuart]

get it girlies!

[diioonysus]

hair + art

[devilsmamba]

OLD AF MONSTER ACTOR AU DRAWING

[ballisticbunni]

Imagine if Karl and Johan had to work at Domino’s in college.

[karlxivjohan]

By Our Royal Decree:

We are Charles XIV John, Sovereign Prince of Pontecorvo, Marshal of France (formerly), and more predominantly remembered as King of Sweden and Norway by the grace of God. Titles aside, We expect you lot to address Us as Charles John: While Our name may still hold some weight from the days of the Empire, it is Our royal title that reflects who we are now. Therefore, those unacquainted with Our earlier life should address Us as such.

Friends, of course, may conduct otherwise, though time has rendered Jean-Baptiste Bernadotte increasingly foreign to Our ears. Such familiarity is a privilege, not a right, and we are rather selective about granting it.

Having observed the activities on this peculiar platform for some time, We have decided to engage as even We are not above indulging in the occasional jest if it strikes Our fancy; if only to amuse Ourselves in quiet moments between more substantial endeavors. It is a curious thing, this "blog," and We must admit, the opportunity for correspondence suits Us well. The chance to meet others- be they familiar faces from Our past or wholly new acquaintances- is, We daresay, rather appealing.

We have opened Our correspondence for those wishing to inquire about matters ranging from Our career to Our philosophies. We shall do Our utmost to respond thoughtfully. A few notes before you proceed:

We do ask that you exercise civility in your correspondence. While We welcome spirited debate, We do not entertain hostility.

If you wish to speak of the intricacies of Our earlier life- We shall answer as We see fit. However, personal matters regarding Our family or past controversies may not always receive the same courtesy. There are limits to even Our patience. We will not tolerate unnecessary rudeness or those who feel the need to poke fun at Our decisions during Our tenure as a Marshal or as a monarch.

We value decorum and respect, this is not a tavern. Overly inappropriate questions will not be answered, that is the bottom line. A little wit or cheekiness is fine, but keep it tasteful.

Let it be known that We anticipate these exchanges with earnest interest and look forward to engaging with those who write.

By Our Hand and Seal,

Carl Johan

King of Sweden

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> The King of Sweden guys!! Did you know the guy barely even knew Swedish? He wouldn't even be able to comprehend his own countries theme song!! Anyways, totally be prepared for this whole kingly façade to crumble the moment Bernadotte has to deal with any of his former colleagues, because it can; and it will! God knows I'm not royal we'ing it up every single post. > I strive to make my portrayal as generally accurate and as true to his personality as possible, but this is not a historically accurate interpretation. GOD KNOWS its not, guys, my forte is Joachim Murat; but a man with an excessive amount of gasconade is a man with an excessive amount of gasconade. I'm actively learning stuff about Bernadotte as I go and we all know about how much character demolishing propaganda this man is buried in /hj > This blog is ran on EST / GMT-5

Tag directory ──

#réponses de la boîte de réception — His Majesty's replies to letters and questions sent directly to the boîte de réception.

#ces autres gars — Correspondence or exchanges with his former colleagues from the Napoleonic era.

#entre rois et figures d’histoire — Letters or responses directed to or from other historical figures of note.

#Proclamations de la Majesté Royale — His Majesty's important proclomations

#notes hors personnage — Out-of-character posts, fun facts, tidbits, the whole nine yards.

#reblogs royaux — Reblogs made in character.

#Kungens favorit — Responses from Magnus Brahe

Happenings ──

#Hemsökt — Bessières ghost edition harasses Bernadotte in his bedroom

++ Coming soon

[huariqueje]

Flower still life - Karl Johan Magnusson , 1986.

Swedish, 1924-1996

Oil on canvas, 45.5 x 54 cm.

[blasphemousgoggles]

Lotte Why

A Johan Liebert x Reader. He is a pain.

Warnings: Johan is a warning (Implied Murder)

“I have an idea! Why don’t you two spend time together!”, Lotte please no. “Since you two don’t know each other well, Karl and I will get some coffee while you two have fun!”. You sigh, as much as you appreciate and love Lotte, why does she have to do this to you. You know Lotte just wants to spend time with Karl and if you get to know this guy then maybe she will finally ask out Karl but you REALLY don’t want to know him. Karl, your savior speaks up “What? Why don’t we all spend time together then?” he furrows his brow “They could get to know each other with us.” He seems apprehensive to leave Johan. You decide to try to save yourself from your fate. “Yeah, Lotte, I came out here to spend time with all of you.” Lotte acts quickly however, leaning to Karl’s ear and whispering something to him. “Oh! I see.” he appears flustered. “Johan, Lotte and I are going to go. Are you two okay with that?. Damn it Lotte! She probably told him something dumb. She gives you a pleading look, not unlike that of a sad dog. Usually you would be more than willing to go with Lotte’s antics but something about this Johan bugged you. It's not like you hated him, I mean you hardly knew the guy! But the way he just showed up at your school made you anxious, he got along with everyone else just fine. In fact most of the school’s population thinks he’s cute with his light blonde hair, piercing baby blue eyes, and sickly pale skin. While he’s certainly not attractive to you he’s rather reserved and spends most of his time alone. Johan smiled “Of course. We will see you tomorrow then.” Karl waves goodbye while Lotte winks at you. Wow you have amazing friends. She better confess otherwise you're gonna have problems.

“Bye guys!” you shout seeming fine when in reality you’re freaking out. Johan smiled but with closed eyes turned over to you. “Do you still want to get dinner?” Accepting your fate you say “Sure!”. Johan and you walk in silence. You feel like you’re suffocating. Maybe this will be a good experience, you shouldn’t just judge someone based on a gut feeling. Johan seems like a nice guy or at least a charismatic one. Johan smoothly asks “How did you meet Lotte?” finally conversation. “Ah, I met her when college first started. What about you?”. Again he smiles and talks, “I met both Lotte and Karl when I was working for Schuwald.”. You smile thinly “That’s cool. Uh- is Mr. Schuwald nice? I heard Karl mention that he lectures him a lot.” you look at the back of his head. “I hold nothing but high regards for Mr. Schuwald. I have heard he can be a bit harsh to some of the others though.”

“Oh that's interesting.” you walk past a store and notice that the TV is talking about an alleged serial killer on the run Dr. Tenma. You frown “Do you think he did it?” Johan stops walking. “Hm?” you take that as a sign to elaborate “Well I mean Dr. Tenma doesn’t seem like the type of man who would do such a thing.” He smiles “Why do you say that?” Johan seems really interested now. “Er- well I remember something about him having an alibi when the first murders occurred around him.” He’s staring at you now. You continue “He has saved a lot of people, even my relatives met him before on a trip and they said he could never do such a thing. I may be wrong but he just seems like the type of guy who wouldn’t do a crime like that.” Wow your reasoning kind of sucks but you at least got your point across. Johan walks closer to you, you try to back up but you can’t. It's gotten dark out, no one but you two are here. You’re now up against the store and his eyes widen and he stares you down even HARDER. You can probably go around him, you really should but your legs are frozen underneath his gaze. You feel as though you said something you shouldn’t have.

“He doesn’t seem like someone who would do such a thing” Johan copies your previous words, “Many people don’t seem like they could commit awful crimes but that does not make them innocent.”. You steady your eyes on him, he looks haunting. Johan continues “Do you think I could?” he questions, “Could what?” you respond. “Do such a thing?”. Your stomach growls and he immediately steps back. “Sorry I hadn’t realized how late it’s gotten. The diner is just ahead.” you can’t move. Johan slightly frowns, “My apologies I hadn’t intended to scare you.” That is such a lie. You breathe out in relief, at least he’s further away. Your relief is short lived however, he offers out his arm to you. “I’ll walk you. You seem to be very startled.” Startled. That's what you were. Johan smiles, arm still extended. Shakily you grab it. Remember you’re doing this for Lotte, she’s probably professing her love for Karl. Johan was probably just messing with you, hopefully. At least he’s hot. Johan guides you inside the diner and pulls out a seat for you. What a gentleman. Shakily you sit down while he sits right in front of you. Soon after a waiter comes over. “Thank you for dining with us today. What would you like to order?” Both of you order. The waiter nods and smiles at the both of you and quickly walks away. You’re still shaken up from earlier but you brush it off as an odd joke. “So Johan. What are you studying?” you should make the best of this situation instead of freaking out. Lotte is probably having a blast. She owes you lunch for this crap. “I study in the school of law, and you?” You nod “That’s nice. I’m a medical student.” He chuckles at that, you feel somewhat offended. “What's so funny?” Johan stops chuckling and his eyes glaze over “It just reminds me of someone?”. You feel a bit self-conscious now, “In a good way right?” he brightens up “Yes. He’s somewhat like a father to me.” Great. You got parent-zoned somehow. Actually, is this a date? Like you two went on a romantic (horrific) walk together and you even held his arm. Sure you felt borderline threatened to do so but it counts. Lotte said it was for you two to “Get to know each other”, are you dumb? You took this as a hang out. Are you on a date? Should you ask for clarification? You’re not really into Johan with your actual horrific conversation with him. Seriously for a moment you thought he was a serial killer. You decide to try and ask but the waiter comes back with your meals. “Thank you very much.” the waiter smiles and sets your food down and walks away from you two to talk with her coworkers. About an hour passes and it has gotten very late. You attempted to pay for your portion of the meal but Johan insisted that he should because “It’s the right thing” or whatever that means. “Allow me to walk you home.” He offers out his arm again. If you say no you’re going to feel bad and it is pretty late. “Are you sure? What about you?” you question uselessly. “I’ll be fine. Let’s get going.” With that he grabs your hand. Now you have to lead him to your house. Hopefully this doesn’t backfire. You walk in a comfortable silence and now you are in your neighborhood. “Right here is fine.” You’re not entirely dumb, you aren’t just going to lead a guy you hardly know to your house. Despite the time you spent with him, he seemed to speak very vaguely on topics about himself. “Oh. Okay, I hope you have a lovely evening.” Johan smiles, leans down and offers you a kiss on your forehead. It was a date. He leaves. You stand there dumbstruck. You stand there for a long time. You turn very red. In the morning you find out Lotte didn’t confess, you see Johan a lot now though.