#kiki dewynter

[bigboyplaya]

Bosses of the Syndicate!

Bonus fanart of one of the second-in-commands:

[whoredmode]

Ain’t that a kick in the head?

[m0rgu3b0y]

Viola and Kiki! 👀

[a-f00lish-saint]

What if I give the dewynter sisters an angel & devil vibe? I think the opposite of that would fit them tbh

[kikidewynter]

i think kiki would frequent jazz cafes

[iiilovebeam]

Finally drew KiKi after so long😭

[masschase]

ABCD for Kiki

4 headcanons ask meme

Headcanon A:  realistic

Trans Kiki dammit! Idk if kikidewynter would appreciate being tagged here or not for credit but the idea that Kiki took Viola as her reference for her facial feminisation surgery wormed its way right into my heart. And I think it was deathandsaints who added that they probably aren't identical twins because their voices are quite different. So I think it's perfectly realistic.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

She definitely seems the more outgoing so I can see it being that over time, she became more and more confident in doing stuff for Viola to the point where the gulf between them being shy and confident just widened and widened because of that behaviour. Basically a lot of "she asked for no pickles" kind of stuff which I feel like someone on here has actually drawn or screenshotted before? 🤣 Viola doesn't seem *that* shy in canon though so idk. Funny as that is it would make it so sad when she's gone 😥

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

Idk if this counts as it's sort of a Viola one but... for whatever reason (actually for that reason I said somewhere about how GOOH is all just the Boss's personal hell) enemies and betrayers go to hell, Saints go to heaven, right, so shouldn't that include Viola? Well... I believe Viola should have gone to heaven as she was reformed or whatever. But she was sent to hell because whatever fucked up thing decides all this shit knew it wouldn't really be heaven without her sister. 🥲

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

OK idk which the canon was most suggesting to reject it so either:

She and Dane have a long and fulfilling hell marriage OR

She and Dane divorce after like, a week (thank god for the prenup)

I feel like it would be weirder if it did last and was like a genuine thing they both find but 🤣... basically, whichever one is funnier.

[shelovestobite]

[toreodaughter]

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ[⚜️] :ᅠfirst you get the money, ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠthen you get the power, ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠrespect

[glavnei]

some old summer drawings cuz i was a little inactive.....

[classicsinga]

a few more shots with the the unfortunately bugged colors, but at least the red and star remain

I decided to put @casualblacklight's Morningstar Johnny into SRTT. Been wanting to make that edit for a while and finally had the drive and time to do it.

Unfortunately, for some reason, the grey of his jacket and white shirt keep flashing and reverting to their vanilla colors.

[whoredmode]

the city of steelport

[snail-eggs]

Kiss prompts- 9 for Xiola!

yea okay. here u go :)

pairing: Viola DeWynter/Original Female Character

warnings: we're in Xixi's head again. does that need a warning?

divider: @/saradika

The coffee they’re drinking is complete and utter dog shit. Some instant, ancient shit that Viola found in the back of some cabinet in the penthouse and neither of them wanted to go out for something real to drink, so expired coffee it was. 

Xixi’s is sludging at the bottom, thick and dark and bitter despite having all the sugar and milk in the world. She got a taste of the sludge with her last sip—almost yaked into the pool. Hasn’t touched it since. Instead, she’s been twiddling her thumbs like a nervous kid. Anything to avoid looking at Viola. But she’s been listening, and listening well. Almost like she gives a shit about stories of Viola’s childhood, of every single time she and Kiki switched places in high school, fought over clothes, boys—girls. Xixi smiled at all the right moments, asked questions like she was engaged.

But it isn’t like anything. She is engaged—she does care. A terrifyingly new concept for her as far as Viola is concerned. Hell, now in this light, Xixi could almost see herself loving her. Love is more terrifying than just caring. Love makes her nervous, makes her want to cut and run. Its a pattern that she’s more than aware of. Hardly gives a shit about it, though.

The sun is just barely coming up now and Xixi’s ankles are cold in the water, sloshing around absentmindedly. Bare knee knocking against Viola’s. Steelport feels the farthest from home she’s ever been and somehow she’s just fine with it, so long as she’s next to her. She looks at Viola; a chill runs up her spine. Viola brushes her foot against Xixi’s in the water, looks lost in thought.

“You ever think of going back?” To Stilwater she means, surely.

Xixi shrugs, “I’ve thought about it. Don’t know, though. I kind of like it here.”

“Its a shithole.”

“Everywhere’s a shithole, Vi. This one isn’t half bad.”

“I just get it, you know, if you want to leave.”

“Jesus, are you trying to get rid of me?”

Viola’s feet come up out of the water. She faces Xixi and brings her legs in to sit criss-cross. Looks at her with a real grave expression and it makes Xixi feel like she’s in trouble. So she lays back onto the concrete; avoids Viola’s line of sight entirely and looks up at the barely there stars, at the night sky slowly fading into that familiar shade of blue that’s been owned by dawn since the beginning of time. She sighs.

“I’m not trying to get rid of you,” her voice drifts into Xixi’s ears as if it’s the stars speaking to her. Viola’s voice might just be the nicest music she’s ever heard. “But I know I’m the last fucking person you want to be around, in the last place on the fucking planet that you want to be.”

And then, almost on instinct, “That’s not true. That’s not true at all.”

“Absolutely, it is.”

“You’re being really dumb. Like, you’re acting like me—its so fucking stupid. I’m here because I have to be, yeah, but I’m here with you ‘cause I want to. Nobody’s forcing me to.”

For a moment, Xixi fears that Viola’s disappeared completely. Or that she really is going mad and Viola was never here at all. But there’s a sudden warmth beside her, a shoulder against hers. They’re laying side by side now; the backs of their hands barely a few centimeters apart. Xixi feels a compulsion to reach out and hold her hand. A strange sort of yearning. Her heart races at the thought and she keeps her eyes on the stars.

It’s pathetic, she thinks, to feel all giddy inside over Viola after what she’s done. After what she’s cost her. But still, at the most molecular level, she yearns for her—yearns just to touch her hand. Xixi wonders for a second, if this is how he felt, though she dares not utter his name, even in her mind. It would spoil the moment—whatever this moment is. If he did feel this way all those years ago, then she understands it. Understands it completely now. Xixi lolls her head to the side, in Viola’s direction, studies the side of her face. Her profile against the lightening sky. If she were any sort of artist, she would commit this vision to memory. Create her magnum opus with it, but she’s nothing of the sort. Not even close.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you liked me.”

“I do like you.”

“I’d think you really liked me.” Xixi’s wearing a shit-eating grin now. Hand inching closer to Viola’s, guided by warmth. 

“Are you high?”

“When am I not.” And Viola snorts at this, rolls her eyes. Xixi’s hand makes contact with hers, fingers wrapping around a palm ever so gently. A feather light touch, if anything. Her heart races—she feels like she’s on something.

She wishes she was on something. Her face is on fire, she can feel the slightest tremble of her hand. Xixi’s a fucking wreck; she hates it. Hates this newfound helplessness but she sits with it, lays there beside Viola and tightens her grip on her hand, though its still light. Xixi feels—well, she doesn’t quite know what she feels. Knows she felt something adjacent to this years ago. Remembers high school, a shock of badly dyed red hair, a cold body beside her in bed. Tears well in her eyes and she can see Viola’s brows furrow in response. She cannot bring herself to look away, though. Would almost feel wrong to hide now that she’s bared herself like this. 

“Xixi, I swear to god if you’re gonna start crying.”

“I’m not.”

“I don’t know how to deal with that shit.”

“Oh, I’m well aware.”

“Seriously, don’t get all soppy on me.”

“Thought you’d like me all soppy.”

“What?”

Her hand slips from its place clutching Viola’s, momentarily she mourns the loss of warmth but its gained once more when her palm finds itself soft against her cheek. Xixi is acting on pure instinct as she half rolls onto her side—leans in to press her lips against Viola’s and there’s a fraction of a second where she feels genuine fear. A pooling of dread in her gut because Viola isn’t kissing back. 

And then she is. 

Xixi nearly does start crying, so overcome with whatever this is, but something tells her that would be fine. She could cry here, with Viola’s skin touching her palm and that would be okay. She pulls back—strains her neck just to take in the sight of her. 

Viola smiles. 

[kikidewynter]

thinking. morningstar. the planet venus. venus the goddess of love. cloud 9 the high rise brothel with its white marble and identical halls. lucifer, satan. viola the angel of death. a snake tattoo coiled all around her body, its gaping maw on her right hand, the hand she uses to pull the trigger. eve and the serpent. her body is a weapon. she must be detached in her work, so she overindulges in the decadence elsewhere. emotions entwined with the beat of the bass, the movement on the dancefloor. her first autonomous act is to defy her twin

[zea9love]

My Saints Row fancasts (updated):

The fancasts for my Boss, Shaundi, Pierce, and a few other characters haven’t changed, so here’s the link to the orginal post I made last year if you wanna see them ⬇️

Ok, now back to the new fancasts:

T.O.P/Choi Seunghyun as Johnny Gat (fun fact: I always wanted him to cosplay SR1&2-Johnny)

Diego Tinoco as Carlos Mendoza

Eréndira Ibarra as Luz

Meng Jia, Li Qin, and Lu Zizhen as Lin (can’t decide, so I might just alternate between the 3 of them in my edits)

Shay Mitchell Viola DeWynter and Kylie Verzosa as Kiki DeWynter (I mean come on now, LOOK AT THEM! THEY NEED TO PLAY SISTERS ONE DAY)

Amara Karan as Asha Odekar

Luke James as Dexter “Dex” Jackson

Alex Pettyfer as Josh Birk (it’s still hilarious to me that I was actually struggling to find a fancast for him when there’s no shortage of brunette white male actors)

Characters I’m still struggling to fancast:

•Julius Little (I might just go with young-Keith David for when I make edits)

•Matt Miller

•Oleg

•Angel de Lamuerte

•Dane Vogel

[masschase]

Ask meme 1 for ben and 13 for Dane vogel and shaundi

I wanted to do line drawings again but I've had to settle for quick sketches as today's been absolutely shocking for drawing time. I like my answers though 😊

Character ask meme (will accept more to do tomorrow :))

1. a fun headcanon about Ben Sooo Ben tends to hang out in the kitchen a lot in SRIV and in the Christmas letters he mentions he will make chocolate chip cookies for Santa once he gets access to a decent kitchen and supplies. So I like to think Ben is the best cook on board and frequently ends up preparing the meals on board. Everyone persuades him to cook at least twice a week as there and he mostly obliges as he's proud to excel in this area. He is especially good at chocolate chip cookies.The Saints do in fact refurbish the ship's kitchen in my hc around late 2021 so that should help.

13. thier happiest memory for Dane Vogel Honestly this is just the perfect excuse to draw Dane and Kiki getting hell married.

Their colours were red and orange. Ultor & Morningstar colours and flames of hell colours. It all just works. I think Dex may have been the best man.

I need to redo or finish this at some point I think bc the idea of Viola disgruntledly throwing confetti is perfection to me and honestly I want to draw it in colour.

13. thier happiest memory for Shaundi I mean I always think of what she says in the Christmas DLC about well... Christmas. All her family coming together and a tree that reached the ceiling.

My brain has this image of the above but drawn well with twinkling lights everywhere, and then it turns out it's all just the memories of pre-SR2 Shaundi smoking stuff out of a lightbulb. This is what I mean when I say my brain writes cheques my artistic talent cannot cash.