santoire
* RAE RAE!!!! (dances)
thievryss
feufatale
/ this account is stunning omg <3
-demonicprince-
@thievryss / ❤️
taverntunes
“ nice try . you cannot steal from a fellow thief . ”
taverntunes
@thievryss ozias gave a frown at that , though kept his resolve . it wouldn’t be the first he’s dealt with a fellow thief , he would have to go over this carefully— especially if he wants said item back . “ i’ll have you know that lute is VERY important , was custom made in fact . means a great deal to me . if you want something more valuable to steal , suppose i COULD offer some coin . a rare offer , indeed . normally i prefer to be greedy with it . ”
thievryss
@taverntunes ( … ) [ paedyn rose her eyebrow, a slow, mischievous smile forming on her lips. her head tilted, glancing down at his hand wrapped around her forearm briefly, before she leaned in closer. her reddish hair seemed to spark with hidden fire underneath the light, matching her personality. ] aye, I can if ‘ said item ‘ is already / stolen /. [ she drawled, staring pointedly at him. ]
-demonicprince-
// pretty account fr
moonchiId
/ omg rae i’m obsessed
thievryss
/ getting to responses soon m’loves ! <3
thievryss
@hyrded ( … ) [ the sea wind tangled in paedyn’s hair, strands of it flicking across her cheek like whispers from ghosts long buried. she didn’t flinch at rurik’s closeness, nor did she recoil from the gravel in his voice. instead, she stood still — like a shadow cast by the moon, unmoved by the tide. ] and here I thought you’d turn a blind eye like all the others. [ the thief hummed to herself. ] aye. perhaps I did reveal myself to you on purpose. perhaps I wanted to be seen. but who said I was looking for jewels, good sir ? [ she turned then, slow and deliberate, the sun catching the copper in her hair and setting it ablaze. a smirk tugged at her lips, subtle and sharp. her fingers tapped rhythmically against the worn leather buckle at her waist, a casual defiance in every movement. she leaned back against the railing, one foot hooked behind the other, posture loose and unbothered — like a woman who’d never known chains. like the ship was hers. like the world had no hold on her. her voice was silk wrapped around steel, playful but edged. she craned her neck to look up at him, the wind tugging at her coat like it too wanted to escape. ] perhaps a lowborn such as meself wanted merely to travel. to escape this shithole of a town. free passage is a tempting thing.
thievryss
@hyrded ( … ) [ paedyn stiffened, her breath hitching at the sudden whisper that curled into her ear like smoke, bringing the bucket back up, of which she had tipped the contents overboard. she dropped it to the deck, eyes remaining out to the sea, the calm tranquil contrasting the raging conflict within her. the wooden railing pressed sharply into her abdomen, unforgiving and unmoving, just like the presence behind her. he had her cornered — physically, yes, but more so in truth. the salt-laced breeze brushed her cheeks, gentle and mocking, as if the ocean itself were in on the secret. she could have continued to pretend, to play dumb and suggest that she had no idea what he was talking about. but she didn’t. instead, the accent she’d worn like a mask began to unravel, syllables slipping into her native cadence. the meekness she’d performed so well dissolved, replaced by a steadier posture, a subtle lift of her chin, a quiet defiance. ] … well… you can’t blame a girl for trying. [ she trailed off, her fingers clenching around the railing, knuckles practically white. her head turned slightly, catching only a glimpse of him over her shoulder. ] you caught me. I just can’t help being distracting, darling. even as a stowaway.
hellslyrics
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀clever little thief. did ya’ really think i wasn’t capable of catching up to you?
thievryss
@hellslyrics ( … ) so you are a savage beast, hm ? you think you are the first one I’ve come across ? [ her tongue dampened her dry lips, fingers raising to her throat as he eventually walked away from her. she let out an exhale, a sight tremble from it, before a low chuckle escaped her. ] … then I suppose you want this back ? [ the thief held up the silver pocket watch, its chain dangling from her fingers like bait. her expression was the picture of innocence — except for the sly curve of her mouth. she had snatched it from him when he had had her pinned. she finished her comment with a final jab, to match the nickname he had given her. ] … beasty. / 2/2
thievryss
@hellslyrics ( … ) why ? are you afraid of what I might do to you, hunter ? [ paedyn’s mind raced, calculating her next move with the precision of someone who’d danced this line before. she had options. she could drive her knee upward, right into his vulnerable groin, as thought before. or perhaps she’d go for something sharper — her blade, tucked just out of sight. then again, her talent for theatrics could serve her well: a blood-curdling scream, perfectly timed, would surely draw attention. any of these might buy her a chance to slip away with her life intact. her teeth clenched together, her eye twitching in a flinch at the sound of his palm hitting the wall close to her head, but her gaze remained on him. her pulse fluttered like a moth trapped in a jar, and yet she could hide it on her face. but her hand shot up to his wrist as soon as his large hand held her by the neck, drawing her closer. there was a falter in her expression — panic ? fury ? perhaps both. her nails dug into his flesh, attempting to pry his hand away from her. but he was strong. stronger than others. her head turned to the side as his breath fanned upon her cheek. ] / 1/?
hellslyrics
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀come closer, won’t ya. i can smell your wounds bleedin’. won’t be long before the critters crawl out the dirt to chew on your flesh.
thievryss
@hellslyrics ( … ) [ hunching over, the thief breathed out heavily as she rested her palms on her knees. sweat clung to her brow, glistening in the dim light. at the sound of his voice, her head snapped up, amethyst eyes narrowing into sharp slits. there was no possible way he could / smell / her blood, surely. no. the only logical explanation was that he had seen the crimson seeping through her shirt. the wounds were not horrendous and she had certainly had worse. so she certainly was / not / moving closer. her spine straightened with a defiant grace, the weariness in her limbs eclipsed by a sudden surge of fury. she hissed through gritted teeth, baring them at him, almost like a wild animal, as she raised her palm to indicate for him to keep his distance. ] I haven’t survived this long just to be eaten by worms. if you think I’ll go down easy, you’re sorely mistaken.