Don’t touch the dial now, w̛̭͎̪̗̼̺̲͘e͏̴̰̬͙̳͡ͅ’̞̬͍̙͈̲̘̱r̙e̝͇͘ ̟͜͠j̸͜҉̦̜u͓̣͞͝s̞͚͕͟͜͢t̳̗̭̣̟͚̩͢ ̵̝̙͈͝g̬͍͢e͔̤̘̩̝͠t̢͙͙͠t̤͓͓į̸̘̬̼n̶͚̣̘̻̪̯͓͞ͅg̣̙̬̱͜ ̥͎̺̳̮͈͔͓s̯̳͕̬̰͟͟ͅt̢̖̥a̢̮̜͈͕̮̯̰ͅr̶͏͈̲̭̞ț̠̹̬̬͔͢e̖̦̹̹ḑ̶͏̤̠.̸҉̟͙̫
Okay, after rambling about it for forever and a day (and many furious nights of typing), here’s a stab at a Saints-style Prohibition AU! Hopefully one of a few set in this time frame too, inspiration willing.
I’m just going to give many, many thanks to Kakumei for letting me ramble in her inbox while putting this together, and also for the edits done by her, HunnybadgerV (thank you for using that red pen with gusto), and Pierceaholic, because this was pretty damn hefty in its first incarnation. And it’s second. And it’s third…
Don’t forget tonight, tomorrow
He’s doing his job, Troy tells himself as he stares at the fleur on the bottom of his lighter, and seeks them out on those late nights, time and time again. Only that, and nothing more.
ok but like, if it wasnt kinzies birthday johnny probably wouldnt have let her come which means johnny was absolutely ready to fucking go into Hell alone with presumably no plan other than ‘murder my way to satans house and save the boss’
"My name is Guildenstern and this is Rosencrantz. I’m sorry - his name is Guildenstern and I’m Rosencrantz."
|—||Johnny Gat to the Boss, Saints Row 2 (via pierceaholic)|
Send me a pairing (doesn’t have to be romantic) + a prompt (a setting, a word, etc).
been working on a drawing that wore my hand out so I need to take a break
Welp. There goes my willpower.