#Nakedmohawk

[way-of-flowers]

Askbox Roulette! - Accepting!

“...Um?”

The door was locked. Despite each hard twist to and fro the doorknob only stiffly resisted her efforts. 

“I can’t...open it...” She muttered, eyebrows scrunched. Surely her hands weren’t that flimsy!

Hanami had come by to visit Satsuki’s Manor and was surprised to find Kinagase working in her basement---well, Iori’s underground laboratory. They have been working together for quite some time so, really, it shouldn’t have been that surprising.

What was though was the door behind her being most definitely locked.

“...Kinagase you...have a key, right? Didn’t Iori not give you one or...?”

Well... Surely Iori, or even Mr. Soroi, will come back down...eventually.

{ @nakedmohawk }

[maxskulline]

"Could you tell boss that if I'm not allowed to walk around in my underwear, then he's not allowed to wear crotch-hugging jeans WITHOUT underwear?"

“Yo, dude, why are ya both so fuckin’ obsessed with each other’s crotch? I’m startin’ to wonder if ya both need a couple hours to yourselves. Get it out of your system.” 

[skulldxddy]

curiousobjecthead replied to your post:    “What the fuck is a brain cell.”

“something that you tremendously lack of”

   HEY HAVE Y’ALL CONSIDERED MAYBE.... SKULL BOSSES HAVE GOT FEELINS TOO

[stahl-konigin]

nakedmohawk replied to your post: “You’re too proud.”

“Hopefully Matoi and bowl-cut are keeping you out of it.”

“Ah. No. They really don’t. I don’t see them enough.”

[nudistisshin-a-blog]

"Here." Tsumugu throws a small needle toward the older male. "Don't have a father, so might as well be you."

“I told you girls, I don’t fucking do Father’s-” He turned around to catch the needle, finding neither of his daughters to be standing there, but instead... finding Tsumugu. Oh. He gripped the needle between his gnarled fingers, looking it over. It was nothing special, just a standard Nudist Beach sewing needle. But he knew how much the other loathed to be parted from his weapons.

“So what, does that make you the son I never had?” Isshin gruffly replied, setting the needle down on his desk. “You’ve got the hair for it...” He trailed off, not really sure how to respond. “...Thank you, Tsumugu. I appreciate the gesture.”

[tailoredhonnouji]

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Send “🍷” to hear what my muse would say about your muse in FGO’s MyRoom

[If you have Rider (Tsumugu Kinagase)]

“He seems like a drop-out, but the man is actually very intelligent. If anything, I’d be grateful he doesn’t drone on as much as the other scientists in this facility.”

...

“What’s that look for?!”

[curiousobjecthead]

nakedmohawk replied to your post

*Raízes eyebrow*

OH.

[deriision-archived]

nakedmohawk replied to your post: Quickly does Adara’s role in bed for today like: ...

“Well, isn’t that interesting.”

“We might have the same Top levels, but your Bottom and Sub levels are higher than mine.”

[gannkona]

"OI Matoi! Gotta ask you a question!"

❝ YA DON’T havetah yell, yknow …. ?  . Whaddya want ? ❞

[winterfurst]

nakedmohawk replied to your post “"Just Take This."”

"Have some manners kid! I'm your elder!"

“.....I don’t really have to respect people that just randomly show up in my parent’s house.”

[way-of-flowers]

“What on EARTH is going on...!?”

{ @lifeskein - @nakedmohawk - @stahl-konigin }

[sabeleis-blog]

“Well, this is...pathetic.”

Weiss Schnee let out a huff as she was cuffed, Myrtenaster having been taken from her before the ‘battle’ even began. She frowned at her captor, a man with a bright mohawk who Weiss had never even seen before, yet acted as if she should have.

“...So, you tie me up, handcuff me, take away my weapon, and all for what? So you can ask me a couple of questions?” She pouted, blowing hair out of her face, “There are easier ways to get ahold of me, you know.”

@nakedmohawk

[maxskulline]

nakedmohawk replied to your post: way-of-flowers replied to your post: ...

“FUCKIN NO MAX!!!”

“We’re runnin’ low on vital supplies, I think it’s time for you to take one for the team.” 

[skulldxddy]

@nakedmohawk asked:

“Oi Boss!” The male walked towards the white-haired man wearing nothing but an uncomfortably tight swimming trunks with a skull on the crotch. “What’s the next assignment.”

   Guzma don’t care much for shame. Hell, he lives for lack of it and it ain’t like this dude’s got a bad body, but in the words of a certain professor there’s a time ‘n a place for everything, yo, and this .  .  . this just ain’t it. It’s just .  .  . it’s just staring him right in the face — and Guzma ain’t talkin’ ‘bout Tsumugu’s eyes. With his hand covering his sight, Guzma finally speaks up.

   “Homie, I gots a real special task lined up for you. Think you gonna love it.” Usually it’s a mission of destroy this, terrorise that, but naw, the boss’s got something truly exceptional lined up for this particular underling of his. Enough that he’s gotta get up out of his patented throne and wrap a friendly arm ‘round Tsu’s shoulders as if he’s gonna need extra convincing.

                  As if they’ve had this li’l chit-chat before.

   “We gonna go shopping. Get you some real sweet fuckin’ clothes. How ‘bout that?”

[stahl-konigin]

"You know what these things could do Kiryuin! What do you gain from this?!"

Heaving a tired sigh, Satsuki slumped in her seat. She had a feeling he would come to her about this.  

“Knowledge,” she replied. “And to make sure that something like what happened will never happen again. We research to make sure we do not repeat the mistakes of the past. You act as if we’re going to use them for evil or for nefarious reasons.”

She paused. 

“You’re blinded by your anger to not see the truth in front of you. We are doing this for good reasons.”

[dolluru-blog]

“What are you looking at?”

First Interaction Starters! (accepting),

No, no no no, this man sounded intimidating, like one of those who would laugh at him for trying to exist. He’d hunch over in his seat, eyes focused on the novel he was reading, desperately trying to ignore the stranger. 

Still, the other wanted an answer, and in all of his nervous energy, he actually managed to gather the bravery needed to answer.

“…I’m reading a novel called Frankenstein. H….have you heard of it?”