#skythieve

[deathvoided]

@skythieve.

                 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃,      amber liquid sitting at the bottom of a glass.   fingertips idly trace the rim as her other hand cradles her chin.   she’s completely  lost  in thought,   eyes glossed over and heavy from the alcohol.   it’s only when four walks in that she pulls her attention from the glass.   she doesn’t greet him right away,   at least not in a  typical  manner.   instead,   she reaches for the bottle,   holding it out to four.    ❛    drink with me.    ❜

[ransomheld]

@skythieve​: “My main purpose in life is to call you out, so.” meme:  things said between me and my partner. status:  not accepting

okay ,  he  understands  he’s  not  a  great  person ,  and  he  understands  just  how  absolutely  useless  he  is  to  this  team   (  all  he  does  is  cause  mayhem  and  chaos ,  or  he  gets  flirty  or  mean  with  people  ) ,  but  does  he  seriously  need  four’s  ass  up  and  around  his  personal  space  all  the  time ?   he  really  does  exist ,  as  a  ghost ,  in  this  team ,  to  piss  him  off .   born  to  do  so ,  apparently .   “  you  really  have  nothing  better  to  do  with  your  time ?  ”   not  that  he  cares  himself .   ransom  could  not  possibly  spare  any  more  of  his  own  attention  to  give  a  shit  about  four .   “  guess  i  should  be  flattered  you’re  showering  me  in  all  that  attention ,  even  if  it  is  to  call  me  out  on  shit .   it’s  a  bit  of  a  win .  ”   four  does  feed  him  plenty  of  attention ,  which  is  enough  to  keep  ransom  going  at  all  times .   who’s  the  loser  now ?   still  him .

[deathvoided]

@skythieve.

              𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍.      where he found such a sweater is  beyond  two.   she’s pretty sure she doesn’t even want to know.   the fabric is scratchy,   and the design on the front is   —   for lack of a better description,   fucking ugly.   face contorts,   twisting into   DISGUST   as slate hues lift to meet with four’s smug expression.    ❛    i am not wearing this  shit.    ❜

[deathvoided]

meme.   /   @skythieve.     ❛ I don’t keep track of my pizza consumption. ❜

                      𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑴𝑨𝑵 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑺,      disgusted as four shovels in yet another slice.   how   ANYONE   could eat that much is beyond her.   after his third piece,   she’s lost count.   maybe  five ?   two isn’t sure,   not that she even   wants   to know the answer.   after a long silence,   hearing nothing other than his  chewing,   she shifts in her seat.   arms fold across her chest and a leg drapes over the other.    ❛    how can you eat that shit ?    ❜

[mvncesa]

chucks a crumpled up ball of paper @ his head

expression scrunched at the paper suddenly pelting him and bouncing off the side of his head. “fuck off.” he barely even peeked an eye open to glare over at four and gave a gentle, half-hearted kick to his hip. “go annoy three or something.”

[airherc-a]

V D A Y ! for the valentine’s alphabet uwu

V   :   VALENTINE.   how does your muse feel about valentine’s day?

herc absolutely loves valentine’s day! it’s one of his favorite holidays.

D   :   DATE.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

watching a play, kissing under the stars, anything romantic really.

A   :   AFFECTION.   how does your muse show affection?

he leans towards body language since he’s not the best at finding the right words to say.

Y   :   YOURS.   does your muse get protective easily?

YES. DEFINITELY. HE’S A HERO.

VALENTINE’S DAY ALPHABET!

[mvncesa]

HMMMMM image 05 for six

image 05 

there had been a rule set up by one early on. it had come after one of their outings in public where six and four had drawn too much attention to themselves. (but really? nothing was more normal than two young men messing around with each other - it just happened that too many people looked). not to mention how the pair acted when they weren’t busy with mission things or out in public. every other ghost knew that they should usually never be paired together for any sort of mission. 

except for a mission where the two of them wouldn’t need to be around anyone else, apparently. six would never claim that he loved the outdoors but it was nice to be out there. not to mention the fact that he actually got to hang out with the other man during work. technically. 

“you think we’re gonna be out here for a while?” sprawled out on the hammock that he managed to set up between two trees, his head rolled back as dark eyes glanced toward the blonde. it was nice but you could only do so much. “bet the bugs will eat us before one finishes whatever the fuck he’s doing.”

[mvncesa]

“  the risk i took was calculated. but clearly i am bad at maths.  ” for six !

“mhm. that sucks dude.” spoken like an apathetic older sibling who was used to their sibling doing dumb shit. in the same way that six was used to four doing dumb shit - granted he was usually part of said dumb shit but still. there was a long pause as he took a moment to sip at his starbucks. (one could be pissy about it all he wanted. six saw the starbucks while they were out and he wanted some). “not even past experiences stopped you, apparently.”