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𝐢,  𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝  &  𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧.

[johseon]

hi   there  !      i’m  jaewon   &   i  run  # johseon,    a  multimuse  blog  featuring  muses  from  various  media  along  with  my  own  original  characters.    for  the  most  part,    i’ve  written  these  characters  across  numerous  blogs  before  deciding  to  compile  them  here.    i’m  twenty - three,    korean - american   &   use  masculine  pronouns.    i’ll  link  my  rules  in  this  post  but  overall,   know  that  i’m  pro - callout,    work  full - time   &   write  purely  as  a  hobby.    i  don’t  require  plotting  beforehand  to  write   &   am  quite  comfortable  winging it !    here’s  some  links  to  help  you  navigate  my  blog :

*    carrd,      here  are  my  in - depth  rules   &   blog  information. *    ask   prompts,      easiest  way  to  start  interactions  with  me ! *    glogan,      my  longtime  garfield  logan   /   beast  boy  blog. *    haeyong,      my  newest  blog,    kamado  tanjirou  from  kny.

current  canon  muses : if  the  muse’s  name  is  a  link,    click  on  it !    that  will  take  you  to  a  post  with  information  regarding  that  character. *    primary :    akaashi  keiji,    byleth  eisner,     claude  von  riegan,    conrad,    kurosaki  ichigo,    lon’qu,    mutsunokami  yoshiyuki,    sai,    tomioka  giyuu,    yamato *    secondary :    brianna  the  handmaiden,    finn,    hyuuga  hinata,    kaidan  alenko,    kamui,    kasumi  goto,    kreia,    mako,    meetra  surik,    oikawa  tooru,    ororo  munroe,    ranulf,      sebastian  vael,    senju  tsunade,    sylvain  jose  gautier,    takumi *    tertiary :    camilla,    caspar  von  bergliez,    dedue  molinaro,    inuyasha,    jaskier,    liara  t’soni,    narukami  yu,    robin,    seteth,    suguro  ryuuji,    suzukaze,    tachibana  makoto,    warren  worthington  iii

current  original  characters : *    primary :    amare  baraki  carter,    nam  hyunsik *    secondary :    jarik  suhn,    wraith *    tertiary :    han  jiho

if   you   have   any   questions,      feel  free  to  message  me !    mutuals  can  ask  for  my  discord  or  my twitter.    ♡

[johseon]

hiii idk if this acc is still active but i’ve been over at @biotek and @lionidas for a while! kyri is convincing me to remake this multi so i’m prob doing so w fewer muses :^)

[biotek]

.  .  .   BUT   ACCEPTING   IT,   EMBRACING   IT,      can   be   the   difference   between   success   &   sitting   at   home   in   your   pjs   taking   red   sand.

kaidan alenko of mass effect. reaved by jaewon ♡

[johseon]

[villtura]

happy birthday Claude!!!

[johseon]

♡    𝙺𝙰𝙽𝚁𝙾𝙹𝙸 .

@johseon \ 💞

“Excuse me, wait Tomioka!” Mitsuri hurried to catch up with her fellow Pillar, slowing to a walk when she was next to him. He’d been so cool during the meeting today. Which wasn’t uncommon in Mitsuri’s eyes. He was cool every time she saw him. Calm, quiet and enigmatic which reminded her of a river leading to the sea. Just making the comparison made her heart flutter! It made her want to know him even more. She tried getting to know him during meetings, talking to him every time she was next to him. However there wasn’t much time to talk socially during meetings and a lot of times he didn’t show up to meetings. Which was why she wanted to follow him now. This was exactly her chance to be his friend! “Are you busy? Can I walk with you for a bit? I was thinking we could talk, if you’re free to do so that is. I bet you’ve got a lot of training to do. Is that where you’re going now? Or do you have a mission today? I had a mission the other day where the demon pretended to be a tree!”

they   were   an   eclectic   group.      despite  their  aligned  goals,  tomioka  couldn’t  help  but  feel  so  odd  in  the  corps.    most  felt  too  intimidated  by  his  mere  station.    in  fact,  that  distance  was  often  the  case  within  group  settings.    he  was  sure  that  he  was  liked,  at  least,  but  his  professional  relationships  among  the  hashira  left  something  to  be  desired.    maybe  a  bit  more  substance  beyond  their  similar  power  level.    though,  his  feelings  were  unimportant  in  the  grand  design  of  it  all.    slaying  demons  was  their  primary  objective,  not  socialization.    still,  he  appreciated  the  likes  of  the  more  amicable  hashira.    it  made  adapting  to  this  specific  group  dynamic  much  easier  for  one  as  unwieldy  as  himself.    

pondering  their  meeting  prior,  tomioka’s  attention  is  drawn  by  an  unexpected  exclamation,  azure  eyes  turned  sideways  to  meet  with  kanroji’s.    he  had  not  spoken  much  with  the  love  hashira  outside  of  more  formal  environments.    she  seemed  quite  friendly,  which  he  appreciated.    he  allows  her  words  to  spill  over  him,  unblinking,  without  a  discernable  response.    "   i’m  not  doing  anything  today,  we  can  walk  together.    what  was  the  tree  demon  doing ?   ”

[johseon]

♡    𝙸𝙺𝙴 .

@johseon​​, for… claude or camilla.

“see, i get it. you think my approach is reckless,” ike’s tone is unflinching and unfaltering as always as he speaks to his new patron, arms crossed loosely over his chest, ragnell on his back. he knows what he looks like and if he saw any peer of his going headfirst against as many enemies as he does, he’d likely be concerned.

thing is, he knows his limits and since after the tower, ever since felling ashera, his limits have not been the same as that of others.

“but i know exactly what sort of risk i’m taking,” he sounds absolutely certain and not quite haughty about it either. he’s been swinging a sword for as long as he can remember, after all, so this is only natural. “promise you i’m not stupid, so no need to fret.”

oh,   what   a   tactless   manner.      if  garon  still  sat  upon  the  nohrian  throne,  he  would  have  undoubtedly  bellowed  for  that  handsome  head  to  roll  across  the  marble  floor  of  his  throne  room.    though,  something  tells  her  that  this  famed  mercenary  wouldn’t  fall  so  easily.    camilla,  despite  the  softer  touch  she  carried  into  nohrian  politics,  was  not  as  sensitive,  nor  did  she  weaponize  fear  into  commanding  her  subjects.    in  fact,  it  was  intriguing  to  engage  with  someone  so  brave.    that  truthfulness  reminded  her  of  her  dearest  little  sibling.

but,  she’s  also  witnessed  a  single  faceless  barrel  through  a  town  of  innocents,  absorbing  several  killing  blows  before  finally  keeling  over.    to  face  of  a  horde  by  one’s  self  seemed  needlessly  foolhardy.    “   i  don’t  have  any  doubt  in  your  abilities,  per  se.    tell  me,  have  you  ever  killed  monsters  born  from  dark  magic ?   ”

[johseon]

♡    𝙾𝙱𝙸𝚃𝙾 .

                in the aftermath of war, he had had plans. beyond, he was supposed to be with them again … shisui, his parents, rin. but when he’d woke after it, after madara, his forefather, has tried to kill him … he was trapped in this reality still. so he accepted it and its truth. obito uchiha was dead. or so it was said. traveling in the wake of war, he’d hidden himself carefully, quietly helping all he could as if it would erase some of his sins. maybe it had.

                with no destination, he let himself be guided, and after some time … he returned to the land of fire. tucked away, obito knew he’d garner himself a reputation. the white sage. ‘ godaime … ’ he’d heard her before he saw her, focused on the pot of tea he was heating in his hidden home. ‘ have you come to see the myth in person then ? ’

@johseon​​​ / tsunade / starter call !

she   scoffs   at   the   greeting.      it’s  informal,  what  she  expected,  in  all  honesty.    if  he  survived  throughout  whispers  as  a  phantom  myth,  the  denizens  of  the  shinobi  world  should  hold  her  in  reverence  as  a  living  legend.    not  just  for  her  bout  against  hanzo,  though  that  brought  fame  in  of  itself,  but  for  surviving  against  the  uchiha  who  declared  himself  a  god.    there  is  a  tension  in  the  air,  though  she  can’t  tell  if  the  source  is  himself  or  if  she’s  brought  that  trepidation  alongside  her.    it  doesn’t  help  that  she  sees  madara’s  face  from  beyond  the  grave.

he’s  referred  to  her  as  godaime,  a  recognition  she  didn’t  ask  for.    so,  there’s  some  respect  for  the  hokage  in  these  backwoods.    it’s  a  title  she’s  long  grown  tired  of,  preparing  for  her  own  departure  from  the  seat  of  power.    there  were  only  a  few  loose  ends  she’d  like  to  resolve  before  abdicating  to  her  successor,  obito  being  one  of  those.    “   i’d  ought  to  know  of  any  foreign  powers  that  would  make  this  land  their  home.    that  is,  if  you  consider  yourself  separate  from  konohagakure.   ”

[johseon]

♡    𝚂𝙰𝙱𝙴𝚁 .

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐑. fate’s design surely placed curses ‘pon his path, yet offered him refuge with newfound loyalties. had he not been greedy enough to accept the golden dagger of which he was promised as payment, perhaps … the course would have turned another, far more sour path. a path that would, undoubtedly, embrace the nature of a scoundrel.  ❝  the little lass offered me a pretty item in return for my services.  ❞  a pause, as if only to dismiss the thanks offered to him. ❝  look, i ain’t asking for your appreciation. i’m only doin’ what was asked of me.  ❞  protecting her, though … was it the initial task? or was it rather the task he willingly took?

saber,   their   leading   man,      it  must  have  seemed  absolutely  absurd  to  most  nobles,  humorous  even.    the  irony  of  his  current  station  isn’t  lost  on  the  prince.    it  wasn’t  as  if  any  from  their  motley  company,  from  villagers  slinging  spells  to  shamed  royals,  really  fit  the  acceptable  image  of  a  ruler’s  royal  knights.    still,  he  cocks  his  head  slightly,  gracious  smile  dipping  in  exchange  for  a  quizzical  expression.    “   aah,  my  sister’s  blade.    it  is  priceless,  an  irreplaceable  treasure,  but  it  doesn’t  explain  why  you  remained,  bent  your  knee  to  my  precious  anthiese.    i  don’t  mean  to  prod  or  gawk,  i  just  wanted  to  express  my  admiration.   ”

[johseon]

♡    𝚈𝚄𝙺𝙰𝙺𝙾 .

ichigo’s offhanded remark doesn’t fail to go over the head of 𝒀𝑨𝑴𝑨𝑮𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑰 𝒀𝑼𝑲𝑨𝑲𝑶,    who,    sans any inkling of hesitation,    directs irked profile to orange-haired douchebag.    “    i’m being annoying?    ”    wreathed in unsullied vexation is the rebutting inquiry that slides from tongue,    argumentative words a defense against a driving force of unsolicited impertinence.    she didn’t know hand combing your hair was a crime…    thanks for the enlightenment!!!    “    it doesn’t matter which one is added first,    moron.    ”    through her blood courses the feeling of indignance,    and it makes it boil.    hands wrap around a bag of sugar,    lifting it and pouring plentiful into one of two beakers.    “    you just put it in.    ”

always   so   troublesome,      someone  had  surely  cursed  him.    maybe  someone  that  he  beat  up  in  the  past.    either  way,  this  unending  dance  felt  like  utter  insanity.    his  first  reaction  is  to  answer  with  yet  another  pointed  quip.    but,  they’ve  been  through  this  routine  enough  times.    doing  so  would  lengthen  the  lab  even  further,  they’d  both  grow  angrier,  someone  would  storm  out,  the  professor  would  lower  their  grade...    instead,  ichigo  wordlessly  takes  the  acid,  pouring  an  equal  amount  into  a  single  beaker.    she  might  accept  this  silence  as  victory,  though,  he  ought  to  be  nicer  to  his  sisters’  new  boss.    if  only  for  their  sake.    “   i’ll  stir  it  if  you  can  start  the  calculations.   ”

[johseon]

♡    𝚂𝙲𝙾𝚃𝚃 .

BEING BACK IS ODD, he suddenly feels the need to bare his soul –to confess to all the things he held back while he was alive. the things he didn’t get to say, relationships he never got to repair. among the top of the list is her, a friend of too many years to have let go. ❛  i missed you, you know. all those months we were barely talking because you went to logan’s school –i missed you every single day. ❜ // @johseon​ for ororo

they’ve   died   at   least   once   before,      before  the  death  that  ripped  them  from  the  mortal  plane.    in  fact,  she’d  say  that  her  x - men  had  perished  numerous  times.    it  went  beyond  the  violent  schisms,  the  loss  of  their  family  members,  as  entire  universes  existed  where  mutantkind  found  itself  hanging  off  the  tip  of  a  blade.    their  mere  existence  allotted  each  of  them  with  quite  the  burden.    &   despite  the  best  efforts  of  some  members  of  humanity,  ororo  knew  all  too  well  how  humanly  imperfect  they  all  were.    ❝   i  missed  you  too,  scott.   of  all  things,  i  didn’t  expect  politics  to  be  the  final  nail  in  our  team’s  coffin.   ❞

[johseon]

[ameiyan]

Hey, Professor. You’re looking lovely as ever!

[maybevillage]

i woke up this morning and this comic was in my head

[lovingkakashi]

They. Are. So. Cute

[nuruns]

this is what happened right?

[serotnin]

me: ah, I’m just being paranoid…………………. (squints) or is it my intuition