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Indie RP Multimuse for the Phantom Thief AU of Osomatsu-San, written by Marcy. Blog established 5-16-17

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“Get OFF me–!” Totoko snarled, “Put me DOWN or you’re gonna regret it!” If this guy wanted her diamond amulet and earrings he was either going to have to take her with him or remove them from her cold lifeless corpse. She’d fight if needed be.

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“You’re making this more difficult than necessary. Just gimmie it!” Red groaned, holding her above him in a way where she couldn’t strike him easily. Thankfully, many years had trained him to withstand Totoko, or he would be fucked. Also, as a bonus, he got a pretty nice view up her skirt when she was struggling–

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“How about you BITE ME, jackass!” Totoko seethed, thrashing in the thief’s grip. Dammit, it was nearly impossible for her to do anything while he was holding her like this! “You touch my jewelry and I’ll break all your fingers!”

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“I mean, if you wanna go to bed together~” the thief beamed, offering a snarky grin. “I mean theres a pretty tall bridge right over here. I could just throw ya off instead, sweetheart.”

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Totoko gritted her teeth together, her face turning a bright shade of red. “Bet you’d feel like a prick if I drowned!” Of course she knew how to swim, but maybe he didn’t know that. She struggled again, this time attempting a rough kick to his face.

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Her foot connected and he stumbled, but easily brushed it off. “Man ya got me there.” he laughed. “I dunno, maybe if you’d wanna go on a date or something I’d let ya go?”

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@phantomthiefcolors

“Get OFF me–!” Totoko snarled, “Put me DOWN or you’re gonna regret it!” If this guy wanted her diamond amulet and earrings he was either going to have to take her with him or remove them from her cold lifeless corpse. She’d fight if needed be.

[phantomthiefcolors]

“You’re making this more difficult than necessary. Just gimmie it!” Red groaned, holding her above him in a way where she couldn’t strike him easily. Thankfully, many years had trained him to withstand Totoko, or he would be fucked. Also, as a bonus, he got a pretty nice view up her skirt when she was struggling–

[kawaiiyowai-blog]

“How about you BITE ME, jackass!” Totoko seethed, thrashing in the thief’s grip. Dammit, it was nearly impossible for her to do anything while he was holding her like this! “You touch my jewelry and I’ll break all your fingers!”

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“I mean, if you wanna go to bed together~” the thief beamed, offering a snarky grin. “I mean theres a pretty tall bridge right over here. I could just throw ya off instead, sweetheart.”

[kawaiiyowai-blog]

@phantomthiefcolors

“Get OFF me–!” Totoko snarled, “Put me DOWN or you’re gonna regret it!” If this guy wanted her diamond amulet and earrings he was either going to have to take her with him or remove them from her cold lifeless corpse. She’d fight if needed be.

[phantomthiefcolors]

“You’re making this more difficult than necessary. Just gimmie it!” Red groaned, holding her above him in a way where she couldn’t strike him easily. Thankfully, many years had trained him to withstand Totoko, or he would be fucked. Also, as a bonus, he got a pretty nice view up her skirt when she was struggling--

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(starter call?)

[nervxusrat]

phantomthiefcolors:

“Life isn’t fair, Choromatsu. You of all people should know that, or, I assume that’s the kinda shit you had to go through. How would I know?” he replied, shrugging as he did, almost as if the conversation was not important.

When Choromatsu mentioned his job and a gang Osomatsu snorted, making a face. He was in a gang? Somehow that did not surprise him as much as it likely should have. Nothing really surprised him anymore.

“Some valuable shit. The market we sell at takes about 100,000 yen each for these? I think. I dunno– Karamatsu handles that part usually.”

He pushed it closer with his own foot.

“Take it. I don’t need it.”

Something about Osomatsu’s nonchalantness, feigned or not, made Ratty’s guts twist uncomfortably in the inside. He knew it wasn’t fair, seeing how he had said something so hurtful and careless earlier, but… how was Osomatsu able to act like this from their meeting??

It felt awkward, and it left a bad feeling in Ratty’s mouth.

—Karamatsu? Both of his older brothers were involved in… whatever Osomatsu was? Or, were all of them part of it, too—?

Before he could question it, Ratty practically choked and sputtered.

“ O-one-hundred thousand yen each? Th-this isn’t a small bag, e-either…! A-and you’re just giving it to me?! ”

He wanted it. He wanted to bring it home, give the stash to his gang one piece at a time, and give himself a break from his work as well as some personal profit to relax in. But… taking the bag from Osomatsu would only leave a stranger taste in his mouth.

“ Wh-what exactly are you and Karamatsu nii-san…? Y-you sound like you’re s-some kind of… high-class thief… ”

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Honestly, Osomatsu was only keeping so calm by forcing his emotions down. If he wasn’t he would have probably been a crying mess by now, overjoyed to see the little brother and best friend he had lost.

Honestly? His reaction to the bag was cute.

“Yup, each. It’s a prety heavy bag. I don’t really wanna take it home, so you can have it, Choromachuu~”

When he questioned Osomatsu on what he was he snickered, shrugging as he did. High class thief sounded right.

“That’s pretty much it. We’re the Phantom Thieves.” he assumed his reputation exceeded him He and the others had been in the news for... quite awhile now. They were really making names for themselves.

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phantomthiefcolors:

“Everyone else blamed me when it happened, why not you too?”

Osomatsu seemingly took a complete 180 personality wise. He was more talking to Phantom Thief Red than anything right now. It was easier to slip into his ‘other’ persona than to try and handle this baggage.

“You shouldn’t be sorry, what did you do?”

He had known what had happened, even as a kid he had the idea, but he never told anyone about it and never got over it.

“So what are you doing here then?’

…people blamed Osomatsu for this? That… didn’t sound right. They were… what, ten when it all happened? Sure, the old man got the two boys mixed up, but that was hardly Osomatsu’s fault.

Even if Osomatsu’s personality seemed to change easily, Choro’s regret didn’t. Why did he say something so careless and hurtful like that? Obviously Ratty wouldn’t be the only one hurting… stupid, stupid, stupid!

“ …I don’t bl-blame you. That w-wouldn’t be fair… ”

Ratty cleared his throat.

“ …l-like I said, it’s… for my job. ” He glanced back at the bag that had been tossed to his feet.

“ I-I was hoping to get some cash for my gang. Th-they’re waiting for me… n-not nearby, b-but still. I-I didn’t think I would bump into you… wh-what’s in here, a-anyway? ” His foot nudged towards the bag slightly—not touching it, but just almost.

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“Life isn’t fair, Choromatsu. You of all people should know that, or, I assume that’s the kinda shit you had to go through. How would I know?” he replied, shrugging as he did, almost as if the conversation was not important.

When Choromatsu mentioned his job and a gang Osomatsu snorted, making a face. He was in a gang? Somehow that did not surprise him as much as it likely should have. Nothing really surprised him anymore.

“Some valuable shit. The market we sell at takes about 100,000 yen each for these? I think. I dunno-- Karamatsu handles that part usually.”

He pushed it closer with his own foot.

“Take it. I don’t need it.”

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phantomthiefcolors:

“I don’t think we’re on the same level.”

Osomatsu was a country-famous thief known for stealing expensive and highly guarded objects after all, he was pretty sure there weren’t many on his level.

Before he could say something else snarky he stopped, staring with an unreadable expression at the Tougou comment.

He ignored the apology, frowning instead. He didn’t know what to say for the longest time, so instead he just continued to stare, unable to think of anything. He did toss the bag that he had taken at the younger, as if he suddenly didn’t want it in his hands. When he spoke it was quiet, more colder than he planned.

“I assume that’s my fault?”

       What?

Ratty stared down at the heavy bag wordlessly, eyes wide and voice seemingly lost.

Great. It was the first time he’s seen his older brother in over ten years, and he fucked it up with his dry, snarky personality. That wasn’t what he wanted to say, but taking things back wouldn’t be so easy. Or possible.

“ N-no! It wasn’t your fault. L-look, I’m sorry, I-I—I didn’t mean it that way. I just— ”

He carded his fingers through his hair and let out a nervous, exasperated laugh, though it was more of a sharp exhale of air than anything else.

“ —I don’t know. I’m sorry. A-a lot happened, and I didn’t know what to say. ”

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“Everyone else blamed me when it happened, why not you too?”

Osomatsu seemingly took a complete 180 personality wise. He was more talking to Phantom Thief Red than anything right now. It was easier to slip into his ‘other’ persona than to try and handle this baggage.

“You shouldn’t be sorry, what did you do?”

He had known what had happened, even as a kid he had the idea, but he never told anyone about it and never got over it.

“So what are you doing here then?’

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phantomthiefcolors:

“Isn’t that funny, I’m just doing my job too.” Osomatsu replied, as casual as can be despite the situation, despite everything.

Honestly he was having issues with his emotions right now. He felt happiness, but it wasn’t showing. He hoped the younger didn’t see that as apathy.

“….what even happened?” it was a blunt way of putting things, but he had to know where the younger had went.

“ …I didn’t know you b-became like me, then. O-or are you? ”

“ What even happened? ” Ratty could only echo at first, slightly stunned by the bluntness of his question. “ Wh-what do you mean? ” Then he smiled a bit dryly, and nearly snorted. “ You mean, ‘wh-what even happened’ a-after Tougou-san mistook me for you a-and t-took me away from our family? ”

Then his smile fell, and he covered his mouth. What the fuck was that? He didn’t want to say that. 

Choro’s voice wavered when he spoke up again.

“ …s-sorry. I-I don’t know why I’m laughing at that. O-or why I even said it th-that way. I-it’s… not very funny. S—s-sorry. ”

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“I don’t think we’re on the same level.”

Osomatsu was a country-famous thief known for stealing expensive and highly guarded objects after all, he was pretty sure there weren’t many on his level.

Before he could say something else snarky he stopped, staring with an unreadable expression at the Tougou comment.

He ignored the apology, frowning instead. He didn’t know what to say for the longest time, so instead he just continued to stare, unable to think of anything. He did toss the bag that he had taken at the younger, as if he suddenly didn’t want it in his hands. When he spoke it was quiet, more colder than he planned.

“I assume that’s my fault?”

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phantomthiefcolors:

Did this guy really just threaten to gut him? That was cute, he–

When he stopped Osomatsu did too, blinking.

When he nearly dropped the knife and recognized him Osomatsu froze, but thats when he actually looked at the guy. There was no way, but there he was, staring at someone he hadn’t seen in… well in a really long time.

“Choromatsu?” he didn’t believe it. “Better question is what are you doing? Mr. Gut-you.”

“ I-I asked you first! ” There was a stammer in his voice, his permanent stutter only worsened by his shock and fluster.

Despite his little snipe, Choro opened his mouth and mumbled, “ I’m just doing my job… and wh-what about you, M-Mr. ‘Isn’t-Stealing-F-From-a-Thief-Kinda-Stupid’? ”

Ratty straightened himself up and put his knife away. In the baggy folds of his nearly oversized hoodie, it was impossible to see that he had a weapon on his skinny frame in the first place.

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“Isn’t that funny, I’m just doing my job too.” Osomatsu replied, as casual as can be despite the situation, despite everything.

Honestly he was having issues with his emotions right now. He felt happiness, but it wasn’t showing. He hoped the younger didn’t see that as apathy.

“....what even happened?” it was a blunt way of putting things, but he had to know where the younger had went.

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@nervxusrat

Red had made his way out of a building, holding a bag as he did. He had stolen quite a bit and was glad with his haul. His mood was ruined by someone stopping him and telling him to hand the bag over. The thief turned to face him with a bored expression.

“Isn’t stealing from a thief kinda stupid?” he replied, rolling his eyes. Just because he was now in his street clothes didn’t mean anything.

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“ I-I don’t care. Hand over your things b-before I gut— ”

And just like that, the scrawny criminal suddenly stopped.

The knife Ratty held in his hand nearly slipped from his fingers the moment his ‘victim’ had turned around. His eyes were blown wide with disbelief, and the sharpness in his voice had died down immediately.

“ O-Os—Osomatsu nii-san? Is th-that you? What are you doing?? ”

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Did this guy really just threaten to gut him? That was cute, he--

When he stopped Osomatsu did too, blinking.

When he nearly dropped the knife and recognized him Osomatsu froze, but thats when he actually looked at the guy. There was no way, but there he was, staring at someone he hadn’t seen in... well in a really long time.

“Choromatsu?” he didn’t believe it. “Better question is what are you doing? Mr. Gut-you.”

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@nervxusrat

Red had made his way out of a building, holding a bag as he did. He had stolen quite a bit and was glad with his haul. His mood was ruined by someone stopping him and telling him to hand the bag over. The thief turned to face him with a bored expression.

“Isn’t stealing from a thief kinda stupid?” he replied, rolling his eyes. Just because he was now in his street clothes didn’t mean anything.

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phantomthiefcolors:

Honestly, the vastness of the library makes the thief stop for a moment, a bit of awe coming over him at the sight.

He hides himself again, more curious about this male than he should be. Also about this place. He had been inside castles before, but none of them usually had larger libraries, and this one was just huge. It wasn’t at all what he was expecting to find.

As he turned the page, he heard a quiet sound. He looks up and notices his black cat. He reaches over, scratching under the animal’s chin ❝Hello, there Bell.❞ He smiles as his cat rubs her head against his hand then hopped down from the table. He looks back down at his book and suddenly hears his cat hissing.

He blinks, looking up, seeing her hiss at something.

❝Bell?❞ He stands up, placing his hand on the sheath of his sword. A prince is to never wander without his sword.

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Green almost doesn't notice the animal, and he moves back slightly when it begins to hiss at him-- this is why he doesn't work with fleabags. He shifts his hand to open the door on his back slightly, just enough so that two small spirits can escape. He only needs two for this, or he hopes so anyways, otherwise this could get messy.

The first one slips behind the male and his pet, knocking a few books over to cause a diversion.

The other one turns him invisible for a few moments so he can quickly stand and move further into the room, hiding himself again. He wants to observe, not get caught and probably killed.

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When he wasn’t noticed Green sighed softly– glad that he hadn’t seen him. When the Prince headed back inside the thief followed after, keeping back enough that he wouldn’t be caught if the male turned around- but close enough that he could still clearly see him and where he was going. Maybe he had something valuable?

Choromatsu went into the castle and to the library. It was a large place, about two floors worth and millions upon millions of books on the many shelves that stood there. He approaches the desk, placing his book down and grabbing the ladders.

He uses it, taking a few books out and heads back to the desk. He sits down and does his studies.

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Honestly, the vastness of the library makes the thief stop for a moment, a bit of awe coming over him at the sight.

He hides himself again, more curious about this male than he should be. Also about this place. He had been inside castles before, but none of them usually had larger libraries, and this one was just huge. It wasn't at all what he was expecting to find.

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phantomthiefcolors:

Ah, he didn’t mean to end up in the garden specifically– but it was a good start. At least he was in the area he wanted to be in. The thief was trying to be quiet so he wouldn’t get caught– until he walked right out into a small clearing and saw someone else. He just stared mutely and tried to back into the plants, as though that would keep him safe.

The Prince looked up as he heard the rustling sounds of the plants. He looks around ❝..Must be the wind..❞ He looks away, going back to his book and sipping his tea. He looks at his pocket watch and stood up. He closes the book, sighing ❝Time to go back to work.❞ He turns around, leaving the area and into the castle.

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When he wasn't noticed Green sighed softly-- glad that he hadn't seen him. When the Prince headed back inside the thief followed after, keeping back enough that he wouldn't be caught if the male turned around- but close enough that he could still clearly see him and where he was going. Maybe he had something valuable?

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The Prince sat in the garden, sipping his tea and reading a book. A break was needed after indulging himself in his work.

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Ah, he didn’t mean to end up in the garden specifically-- but it was a good start. At least he was in the area he wanted to be in. The thief was trying to be quiet so he wouldn’t get caught-- until he walked right out into a small clearing and saw someone else. He just stared mutely and tried to back into the plants, as though that would keep him safe.

[angstmemes]

Your muse comes home covered in bruises. Send me “It’s nothing.” for my muse’s reaction.

Or reversed:

My muse comes home covered in bruises. Send me “It doesn’t look like nothing!” for my muse’s reaction.

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My muse is being held in solitary confinement and hasn’t seen anyone for weeks. Send ⚠ to find them.