WAR MAKES THIEVES // PEACE HANGS THEM

❛  they're gonna find you, just believe // you're not a person; you're a disease  ❜

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LEONARD SNART.

    Len didn’t know what went down between the other man and whoever this Neal character was, all he knew were little details here and there. He never really pried because he assumed that was his own personal business and he didn’t really expect the other to explode on his as much as he had done. Later he would make sure to look into it.

    He expression quickly shifts to one of absolute seriousness. “Careful there. It might be best if you keep your anger in check. Wouldn’t want you to be a liability.” Pissing him off might not be the smartest idea right now, after all, he didn’t really want to have to find a replacement for him at such short notice. “If you’re gonna work with me I have to make sure you’re not going to snap like that while on the job. Can I count on you being professional?”

    it’s unusual for keller to snap like that. what can he say? neal is his kryptonite. hands stationed at his hips, he nods. he knows what happens to people who choose to stop working with leonard snart. there’s no point in owning nine million dollars if he’s too dead to use it. maybe if he takes a breather and comes back, he won’t be so touchy.

    “’course you can.” no apology. he isn’t one to say he’s sorry until it’s absolutely necessary, and even then he doesn’t really mean it. what’s there to be sorry for? keller is extremely good at looking out for himself and no one else; life is just a game of survival and he won’t lose just to be polite. “won’t happen again. just leave caffrey outta all this, a’right? what happened with me and him’s in the past. it won’t affect our partnership, snart.”

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AGENT HOTCHNER.

                       ❛   i believe i can speak for the fbi when i say we’re no happier about this arrangement than you are.   ❜          /          @didtime sc

    “is that right?” a light hum as if debating his level of cooperation. taking a breath, keller nods slowly. “then i guess we better get this guy pretty quick, huh?”

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​❝ Oh well, at least I’m going out on a joke. ❞

    “quit talkin’ like that. you’re fine, kid.” keller tugs his jacket down his arms and tosses it to the other man. “stop the bleedin’ and get up. you can look at that when you get home. we still gotta get outta here and clock’s tickin’.” / @falsepsychiic

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​❝ You’re gonna make me do it, aren’t you? ❞

    “startin’ to sound a little scared there.” he has it all planned out. with one person close to him, another in the car, and one on lookout duty, he can have a team in and out of the museum in six minutes. no trace, just gone. compared to other heists he’s run, this is a piece of cake. “all i need you to do is watch the streets and radio in if anything’s out of place or if you see any of your cop buddies. what’s the problem?” / @falsepsychiic

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‘ man, were you dropped too much as a child or what? ’

    the glare he shoots shawn’s way develops naturally. he doesn’t talk about his childhood, especially with anyone associated with cops, not that he thinks he can’t trust shawn — he doesn’t particularly think anyone can trust shawn. that’s fine. they shouldn’t trust him, either. but he forces himself to not lash out at him. “somethin’ like that,” he finally answers. that’s the best explanation he’s willing to give. “what’s your excuse?” / @falsepsychiic

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‘ no, that’s not a point of view, man. that’s a fact. ’

    “no. it’s your prerogative, whatever. no big deal. but if you’re trying to tell me that i gotta eat pineapple because you like it, that’s not how this is gonna work. nothing you say can convince me to put that in my mouth.” / @falsepsychiic

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‘ so i should be thanking you then? ’

    as a professional conman himself, keller knows how to pick out people like him. it isn’t hard. two decades of criminal antics trains the senses. usual smirk rests on his face, satisfied with the knowledge he has. “for not tellin’ your buddies you’re a fraud? yeah, yeah, i’d think so.” after all, having the power to ruin a man’s career and choosing not to? there’s gotta be some honor in that.

    “you like your job working with the cops, huh? got a friend like that. workin’ with the feds. never thought i’d see the day.” / @falsepsychiic

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‘ no, no, no, no, no. no buts. ’ / ro

    “you’re killin’ me here, you know that?” it isn’t that he doesn’t want to go out and be seen with rogelio. he isn’t embarrassed about their relationship, whatever it is. he just isn’t a public face. being a conman usually requires being undetectable and rogelio is the most detectable person in miami. but —— what rogelio wants, rogelio gets. “alright, alright. fine. wherever you wanna go, let’s go. long as i’m with you, that’s all i care about.” / @heartsglowed’s rogelio de la vega

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‘ you won’t lose me. ’ / ro

    a small chuckle, grin consuming his face — typical signs of cheer. “no. no, ro — i’m losing you. my signal’s shit.” momentary silence is companionable, though he can’t tell if rogelio’s actually silent or if it’s his phone again. “let me just — i’ll call you back after lunch, alright? i’ll talk to you later, ro.” / @heartsglowed’s rogelio de la vega

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‘ you promise? ’ / mateo wanted to self insert

    offering the kid a small smile, he turns back around. how can he leave when he’s got mateo villanueva looking at him with those big little kid eyes? he can’t imagine there’s much harm in staying in miami one more night. kneeling just in front of mateo, he puts a hand on each of the kid’s shoulders and offers him a smile in return. for a moment, the heart some people believe he doesn’t have is full.

    “lemme tell ya somethin’, kid. i get it. what you all went through with michael — i know i missed the hard stuff and he was a good guy, but i get it. when i was your mom’s age, i lost my baby brother. what you all went through must’ve been really hard. michael meant a lot to ro. to your ma. but i’m not michael. and i’m not my brother. you’re gonna have me in your life a long time, mateo. so yeah. yeah, i promise i’m gonna be here for you. anything you need.”

    he moves one hand to ruffle mateo’s hair. “you want me to stick around? i got no place else to be. i’ll stay right here if you want.” / @heartsglowed’s mateo villanueva

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‘ just be careful, alright? ’ /ro!

    a few months out of the clink and he needs to go back to new york. this is about survival. you see, an opportunity has presented itself which could finally release him from the grip of the russian mob. also presented to him is a chance to get back at neal and anyone who knows keller is aware he takes revenge where he can get it.

    “i’m always careful. you forget how good at this i am?” because good at crime and having been arrested just a year ago are certainly synonymous. “look, i got the leg up on caffrey. i got a solid plan. all i need is two weeks and all my problems — gone. then i can come home — to you — and we’ll be set. a whole new life. i promise.” / @heartsglowed‘s rogelio de la vega

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#best friend goals.

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‘ no one’s leaving anyone. ’ / ro!

    it isn’t often that matthew allows himself to have feelings for anyone. neal was the first person he ever fell in love with and while that’s something he isn’t sure he’ll ever be over and move on from, that isn’t anything he wants for his life anymore. no, now he just wants rogelio to be in his life in any form they can manage. it’s been harder since his arrest, though for being in jail he’s living in the highest level of luxury possible.

    slowly, he reaches across the table and gently rests his hand on rogelio’s, thumb running up and down against the man’s skin. “so your guy’s in jail, offers you an out, and you don’t take it?” he smirks, though can’t quite look ro in the eyes. he doesn’t like feeling vulnerable. but it’s nice to know rogelio doesn’t hate him. that they can still work all of this out. “what a gentleman. i oughta buy you a beer.” / @heartsglowed‘s rogelio de la vega

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‘ you’re a real lifesaver, you know that? ’ / ro!

    there aren’t many people who see keller in a positive light. having rogelio around reminds him of the good ole days back in high school and college where everything hadn’t quite gone to shit yet. where he, thomas, and lucy were all a real family. rogelio and the villanueva’s are his chance at a new family. at having something that won’t break.

    “’s why you keep me around, huh?” a grin. “you know i’d do anything for ya, ro. you can always count on me, babe.” / @heartsglowed‘s rogelia de la vega

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‘ am i dreaming or is that you? ’ /ro

    left wrist still itches from his recently re-opened scar. four days ago, he’d been standing in front of neal surrounded by millions of dollars in unmarked bills. four days. now, neal is dead. matthew knows if he ever runs into agent burke again, one of them will have to kill the other. killing feds certainly brings some heat, but he isn’t going to lay down and die either.

    four days is long enough to stash his cash and run like hell to miami, making a brief stop to figure out where rogelio de la vega lives these days. where he can find the only man he trusts right now. when he gets there, he knocks frantically at the door, clad in a nicely-tailored suit that he should definitely not be able to afford as a man who has been incarcerated for three years.

    finally, the door opens, and the moment matthew sees rogelio, he feels a weight lift from his shoulders. a smile tugs at his lips against his will. “sure as hell ain’t dreamin’, buddy. let me in, would ya? it’s hot as balls out here.” considering he’s spent the last three years between russia and new york, miami is fairly warm. “we can catch up, but over dinner. i’m starving. you got food in there?” / @heartsglowed‘s rogelio de la vega

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‘ no, nothing about this is okay! nothing about this is okay! ’ / ro!

    “rogelio,” keller drawls, the name leaving his lips slowly and intentionally. it isn’t often anymore he uses the man’s full name, only when he needs the actor to focus on him and nothing else. this jail sentence — twenty years for manslaughter — means very little to him. he has no intention of being in here that long. he just needs to plot an escape that’s foolproof and doesn’t land him a gig getting murdered by russians.

    “this is good for now. trust me. i’m safe until i find a way to get the russian mob off my back, and —” as a quick look at the contraband lying around his cell would prove “— i’m in control here. these cops don’t care what i do. which means you can come see me any time. i’ll be here. nothin’s gonna happen to me here. and, just between you ‘n’ me, i ain’t plannin’ on staying that long.” / @heartsglowed‘s rogelio de la vega