#thievinggentleman

[ask-carmen-sandiego]

@thievinggentleman​      Rose

“That’s sweet.” She took the rose and gave him a little kiss on the cheek. “But I don’t my other Valentine would like that too much. And to be fair he asked first. Well he asked me out to dinner.” She smiled at the other thief.

[kleinemeine-m]

@thievinggentleman​​ plotted

      tired of seeing gawking humans past glass, they hid away in their little underwater cove. how long has she been here now? ... it's hard to remember. would there be a day they won't be there anymore? again unsure on that. as the siren sighed, the sound of something hitting the water's surface caused them to jolt up.

      something's in the water? was it a diver?

      there was uncertainty in them as they began to look around their habitat carefully, unsure of what exactly she was looking for.

[sourgrapelaffytaffy]

They survived the thunderstorm! These absolutely beautiful pins by @thievinggentleman just arrived! The card had to have been my favorite part!

I set them up next to my figures! If you haven’t already bought something from loopawn’s Etsy shop THEN WHAT ARE YOU DOING???? Go!!!

[electricea-archive]

Valentines Day starter for @thievinggentleman​! 💛

“Where did this stupid tradition of giving chocolate even come from? Ramen sounds a lot better to me,”

[theperfectpsychic]

Plotted thread! || @thievinggentleman

Reigen frowned down at the papers in hand. This was serious—he'd seen the cascade of those hidden emotions in his student's eyes: in the way Mob stared, in thought, a little lower than eye level, then completely averted his gaze. All over a client not showing up after inquiring about a certain treasure.

Reigen never thought he'd be doing something of Mob's accord, but it's not exactly like the boy had asked him to..? They just somehow ended up here with the map to the location, several pages printed from the internet detailing it out a bit better, and Reigen waiting with excessive concern. Something was bothering Mob, a side the boy almost never showed—so no matter how non-perplexed Reigen was of the situation, he couldn't just let it slip by if Mob was letting in even that little bit on needing help for once. And the conman couldn't help but think the boy was worried sick over the client potentially going to the location only to not come out of it.

Reigen didn't think that was the case, but...if it was going to eat his student up, it really didn't hurt to check out.. Mob had opted out of using his day off so it could only be blamed on circumstance that the boy was even there to hear about this particular, pesky client.

The location was one they would need to drive to for once, and so he waited in the parking lot nearest the car rental store he'd just secured their ride from: because he didn't offer to pick Mob up and Mob didn't press the matter.

[quickdrws]

@thievinggentleman​​ said  »»  Lupin sat with his laptop on the coffee table, scrolling through a grocery delivery service website. Thanks to the pandemic, they were quarantined in the hideout, and Lupin decided their best bet for survival and keeping safe was to have groceries delivered. Throwing on a disguise to accept it at the door was no problem. "Oi, Jigen, what about some games? This store has a huge selection! Check this one out, it's called 'Throw Throw Burrito'!" unprompted  //  always accepting !

          This  whole  not  going  out  thing  was  irking  to  him  in  some  ways,  however,  the  thieves  lackadaisical  nature  made  the  experience  tolerable  to  some  extent..  Feet  kicked  up  on  the  table  and  hat  resting  atop  his  face,  every  fiber  of  his  body  language  suggesting  he  was  in  the  middle  of  a  nap,  though  that  wasn't  the  case..  Upon  being  regarded,  head  tilted  upwards  to  peek  at  the  computer..

          The  game  in  question  was  not  something  he  expected,  but  was  by  no  means  surprised  it  was  the  first  thing  his  companion  went  for..  Vaguely  pushing  himself  upright,  he  couldn’t  help  but  grimace  at  the  sight..  Sometimes  he  was  left  pondering  when  games  got  like..  that..

❝ is  that  the  best  you  could  find??  my  brains  rotting  just  looking  at  the  title.. ❞

[zenigatatime]

@thievinggentleman​   really?

“Since when do you follow the rules. And I suck at chess.” He glared.

[scattered-amongst-the-stars]

@thievinggentleman​

So much noise. So much damn noise. And so late at night, you might as well call it morning, dammit! A few exasperated grumbles wormed their way through his lips as Lionell did his best to try and block out the excessive racket outside: pillow over the head, plugging his ears, both simultaneously, nothing he did was enough to blot out the deafening commotion outside! With a frustrated shout and flourish of his sheets, he worked his way to his feet and stalked towards the door of his hotel room.

He supposed he should’ve seen this coming; a shithole like this obviously wouldn’t be located somewhere quiet and serene. No, it was in the rundown ghetto where just taking a simple walk around the block might get you mugged or worse. Yet with the limited amount of funds he had, a.k.a none, it was all that kept him from sleeping on the curb or a gutter somewhere. Thank god the owner was willing to substitute money for labor...

“Just what in the hell is going on out here?!” Busting out into the cool, night air in his boxers made Lionell stop to think about how this would look to any bystanders but he was too pissed to truly care! Police sirens blared even louder without the confines of his room to muffle them and flashing lights temporarily disoriented him before he could get a good look at the scene before him. Dozens of cops were forming some sort of blockade on the street and Lionell couldn’t help the glare that wormed its way onto his face. He knew it wasn’t their fault, that they were just doing their job... but damn, if it wasn’t fucking annoying!

Right when he was about to yell out his grievances to the civil servants, a glorious racket sounded from a nearby alleyway before a fucking car came careening onto the road. Shouts of astonishment and surprise left the men in blue and he had to bite his tongue from joining them! Seeing as the cops rushed to get into their cars and give chase, his well-trained sense of perception told that was the guy they were hoping to stop and apprehend.

Yet... hold on. Did he just see-? It was almost indiscernible amongst the chaos of the rushing perpetrator, the lights, the infernal racket, but he could’ve sworn he saw something flash as it flew from the backseat of said man’s car. Almost certainly. He waited for the law enforcement to leave before making his way to the disheveled yard. Whatever he saw had to be around here somewhere...

“Hmm? Is that...”

“!!!!” What luck... What fucking luck! A beautiful sapphire that was about the size of his whole palm was just resting in the grass, like a fallen shooting star or gift from God themselves!

“Hehehehehehe~!”