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Saints Row Mokuba AU when
@fleur-de-lit / @monochromaticoccultist
“when” you say- we have t h r e a d s-
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Saints Row Mokuba AU when
@fleur-de-lit / @monochromaticoccultist
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Why must my feelings be "rational"? Is it not enough to sit quietly in my hawaiian shirt, deranged?
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hey hey,,,,,,,,,, inbox call?
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“I will beat the devil in an appropriate place and not ruin my floors.”
“I got drunk and now I’m sitting on the ground.”
“Get an ouija board or something and bring me back!”
“Hi, welcome to me time.”
“Do you have anymore almond milk?”
“Just do it!”
“Hell yeah!”
“[Name], stop!”
“Cover it in mustard, and call it a day.”
“The power of Christ compels you.”
“What?”
“[Name], no one is judging you.”
“We know you have a soap fetish, it’s okay, just let it out.”
“Who said you could come in?”
“What’s wrong with eating paint?”
“I will lock myself in the bathroom and fucking cry.”
“I don’t know what the fuck is happening.”
“I painted my face green, I’m ready to party.”
“Cannolis, bitch!”
“I look like a half eaten apple on a road trip.”
“Look how much your mom loves you!”
“Can’t you see what the fuck I’m wearing, bitch?”
“I’m having me time, get out.”
“The devil is everywhere.”
“I think what I’m trying to say is that I just wanna fucking disappear.”
“Some people think that I’m crazy, I’m just out here trying to have a good time, what’s your problem?”
“Don’t do drugs, not even once.”
“I have a basketball game tomorrow.”
“We’re good? Tight.”
“Don’t ever talk to me or my son ever again.”
“The darkness will swallow you whole.”
“This is a safe place.”
“I love you so much, but you test me every day.”
“You’re a nasty bitch!”
“I didn’t come here to fuck around.”
“I want to be seen from the heavens!”
“I love fucking myself up.”
“Don’t expose me like this.”
“Who you fightin’?”
“Please come back, please come back, please come back.”
“My face is burned.”
“Hi, welcome to I feel guilty.”
“I am on a never ending quest to be the most beautiful person in the world.”
“Look at me! And my exquisite face!”
“You have to go to your baseball game right now, son!”
“I think it looks natural.”
“Go away.”
“I’ll never let go.”
“Do I look like someone who wants to hurt your feelings?”
“What are your standards?”
“Can’t you see that I’m fucking leisuring?”
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fleur-de-lit:
“Gotta find a style for you, kid. Got a few ideas, but we’ll need to see what it looks like.” Mokuba was definitely someone he could work with. Tall, longer black hair, foreign features? Definitely.
“C’mon, we can take my truck.”
Well, consider their curiosity piqued. Truth be told it’s been a while since they last bought new clothes-- though they have a feeling the type of clothes that Alex is going to be picking out for them aren’t going to be the sort they’d ever really buy for themself.
You know what? They’re okay with that.
Mokuba shrugs lightly, giving a little pat to the pocket their wallet is in. “You buying? I ran out of USD yesterday-- All I have left are yen,” there’s the credit and debit cards, of course, but... Mokuba never got Seto’s name taken off those accounts, and the last thing they need right now is Seto finding out they’re in Steelport.
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fleur-de-lit: “Hey, you’ll get used to the slang eventually.” Alex let out a laugh, returning the elbow nudge with a bump of his shoulder.
“Hey, why don’t we get you some new digs while we’re out? You don’t want to look stuffy y’know? It’ll be fun. We got a store chain actually, Planet Saints. I could use some new jeans too so it’ll be a win win.’’
Digs is one Mokuba knows they’ve never heard of before. They give him a confused look until it registers in their mind that it must mean clothes, given Alex is talking about buying jeans for himself. A quick glance down at their outfit has Mokuba realizing they probably are going to need new ‘digs’ if this is the person they’re going to be around.
“What exactly were you thinking?”
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[ text; Mokuba ] want to have game night sometime? i miss hanging out with you :p
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Their apartment has always been rather... empty. It was a place to live, really, not much of a home other than the bed and the few groceries scattered in the mostly-empty fridge. They’ve hung out with enough people their age to realize it was just the way college life was, but something still felt overwhelming empty about it all.
The text feels like a beckoning back home. But it’s not home anymore, is it? Seto would say it is, tell him he’s always welcomed, that he should stay the weekend while they don’t have classes...
Mokuba picks up their phone and begins typing out their response.
TO: Favorite brother-in-law
[text]: Game night would be great! I know it’s not what you were probably thinking, but there’s this arcade that’s opened just down the street from me that I’ve been wanting to check out. [text]: How about we go there?
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“Y’all tend to have sticks up your ass, no offense.” As if saying that could make anything less offensive, “Shit, you’ll have fun, just don’t go too overboard else it’ll put a bad taste in your mouth for parties.”
“Tend to have somethin’ for everyone, we get all types in.”
The comment makes them laugh, shaking their head lightly. “Not everyone’s boring. The night life can be pretty good. I just...” am on the radar at all times? “Don’t live in the right areas, I suppose. Gotta have the right sort of friends, you know?”
“I do like it more here, though. Everyone’s a bit more... sociable? Loud, but sociable,” they reach over to give Alex a little nudge with their elbow, “And I like hanging out with you and your....” fuck what’s he call it? “Crew? I think it’s crew, right? You and your crew and your crib-” they break off into a small fit of laughter, “You’re kind of redefining my understanding of English, here.”
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“Here’s hopin’ for my fuckin’ bathroom, I hate cleanin’ that shit. Not that I’d be the one doin’ it but still.” If Pierce throws a party, he’s in charge of getting someone to cleanup, damnit. He wasn’t going to be a maid. “You been to many parties?”
“Uuuh... A couple, when I was in highschool,” it’s not entirely a lie. They’ve been forced to so many fancy parties with people twice or thrice their age with nothing to speak of but business and money. “Nothing particularly fun. No real fun parties with any other Todai students, either,” they huff lightly, crossing their arms, “...Not a lot of fun in Japan.” They grin again then, brushing off the brief but obvious look of disappointment on their face, “I like it better here, honestly.”
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@fleur-de-lit replied to your post:"C'mon, party tonight at the crib! You're old...
Alex has to laugh. “You get sick from drinkin’ too much and I’m laughin’ just so you know.”
Alex’s laugh must be somewhat contagious because Mokuba finds themself laughing as well, shaking their head and lightly shrugging. “Trust me, I wouldn’t expect anything less from you. I wouldn’t worry, though-- If I’m anything like my brother, I’ll be fine.”
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"C'mon, party tonight at the crib! You're old enough to come right?"
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Perhaps it says something that Mokuba is beginning to get used to this whole ordeal. They thrum their fingers anxiously if only for a moment and then clench their eyes closed tight, and when they open again Mokuba finds the grin on their face is less forceful than it usually is, and the sarcasm a lot more free flowing.
“Since when have you cared if I’m old enough for any of this stuff?”
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women want me. fish fear me. dermatologists hate me. hot singles in my area want to meet me. god wishes he were me.
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