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How I remember the heist happening

Six of crows duology in nutshell

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The Flag (pt. 1-6 of 6)

"Ohhh, way down south in the land of traitors..."

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This advertisement is for The Sky on Fire, a daring new fantasy heist adventure from the acclaimed author of the Chorus of Dragons series, Jenn Lyons.

WHAT’S IT ABOUT 

If you ever wished for a book that's a mash-up of Fourth Wing and Six of Crows, behold The Sky on Fire.

Steal from a dragon who already wants you dead? It's not much of a choice, but in order for Anahrod to maintain her survival, it's a risk she has to take. In a world where humans are ruled by merciless dragons, Anahrod joins a sexy dragonrider and a gang of misfits plotting to steal a dragon's hoard. They'll have to rely on each other to pull off this impossible heist or this deadly mission will be their last.

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Something about Heist movies/media makes my brain fucking explode

Like just a group of new best friends robbing the rich??? Like I can not get enough of strangers stealing things together and becoming best friends??? Makes me feel so many emotions makes my heart explode Something about strangers becoming family through trust and crime makes me feral

Do not psychoanalyze me

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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN as Luke Vaughn HEIST dir. Scott Mann

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(I thought I was following you this whole time but apparently not🤨 weird)

hi I hope you're well!! may I please request you draw heist!mark? I adore your art and would absolutely love to see him in your style💖

this Ken is a cat burglar!! ✨

hehe thanks for following!! I am well, I just started school and I'm really enjoying it! thanks for waiting for this guy, like I said it's been busy-- I hope he ended up worth the wait! I don't think I ever found out for sure if heist is also actor?? idk but he's cute in a "let me step on you lil squimbly" kinda way lmao

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I was on a heist/road trip to escape the cops after I stole a bunch of cupcakes from Walmart. I decided to hide the evidence of the theft by eating all of the cupcakes by myself.

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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN in HEIST (2015) dir: Scott Mann

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A GOOD PLAN NEVER FALLS

Proud to realease my second ttrpg!

A GOOD PLAN NEVER FALLS is a one-shot gm-less roleplaying game for 2-5 players focused on infiltrating a TOWER and making off with THE GOODS held within. The group builds up with a tumbling block game, with each move taking everyone closer to collapse or success!

In addition to the challaenge of building the TOWER tall enough, ever memeber of the Crew will also get a Secret Agenda detailing extra conditions the need to meet to get their BONUS.

Get it here!

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Oaghe thanks my friend - Commission for @LeBonToutou69 on twitter~

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The Seventh Score

Part One || Part 2 (current)

The Seventh Score: Part 1 || Part 2

Rival thieves compete to steal scores before the other can get to it- but the real score is the love they find along the way!

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Jack & Joker: U Steal My Heart! | S01E10

Thai Drama - 2024, 12 episodes

Native Title:#Jack & Joker ทำไมต้องเป็นเธอทุกที

Genres:#LGBTQ+

Tags:#Enemies to Lovers | #Love/Hate Relationship | #Partners in Crime

Cast:#War Wanarat | #Yin Anan Wong | #Mark Siwat | #Prom Ratchapat#Bonz Nadol

Links:  GAGA | Viki | YouTube | iQIYI | WeTV | Youku | Tencent

Catalog: Episode GIF sets | Thai BL | Thai Drama

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This advertisement is for The Sky on Fire, a daring new fantasy heist adventure from the acclaimed author of the Chorus of Dragons series, Jenn Lyons.

“The love letter you’ve been looking for to all the things you’ve cherished about the fantasy genre.” —R.R. Virdi, author of The First Binding

WHAT’S IT ABOUT

If you ever wished for a book that's a mash-up of Fourth Wing and Six of Crows, behold The Sky on Fire.

Steal from a dragon who already wants you dead? It's not much of a choice, but in order for Anahrod to maintain her survival, it's a risk she has to take. In a world where humans are ruled by merciless dragons, Anahrod joins a sexy dragonrider and a gang of misfits plotting to steal a dragon's hoard. They'll have to rely on each other to pull off this impossible heist or this deadly mission will be their last.

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If you remember this post here about burning the goat via infiltrating the security team and falling in love with a fellow guard, you can now read the first chapter here on Ao3 or under the read more below:

Preaching to the Fire - Chapter 1: The Plan

Summary: Björn has one love in his life and one love only - arson. As a ten year long game plays out, will that change? Delve into Björn's musings and planning as his live long dream unfolds.

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The name's Björn. I work security for one of the most dangerous jobs this side of daylight saving hours. Gävle goat protection squad. It's a tiring job. You sit, you watch, you wait for the next squad, you go home. Repeat the next day. Such is the life for this one month of the year. All other months, I am merely security elsewhere. The exact location is unimportant, I do not stay anywhere else for too long. But to the gävlebocken? I always return. The gentle gaze of its barren eyes, the harsh texture of its dried fur. How I long to bathe it in sweet cleansing light. It captivates me, it always has. And now I am close to it, closer than I've ever been. I will always remember that first year, the lurch in my chest as I was shown the security measures. The way my eyes darted back and forth looking for weakness, looking for ways in. It felt so strange to be keeping others away from it, to be the one keeping it safe. Now, it is year five. I have a clean record, the gävlebocken has always been safe under my care. I am the best at what I do. I have to be for The Plan to work. I cannot mention what The Plan entails. Not to anyone, even Mika, one of my fellow guards I've taken a liking to. The way they laugh at my jokes and say that my big strong arms will protect the goat against all that wish it harm... It is difficult not to like them I suppose. This was not a part of the initial plan but, if I can ignore my feelings and look at this from a practical point of view, it could work in my favour. I can win them over, I think. I hope. For the sake of The Plan of course. Yes. No other reason.

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Year six, things are going well. Mika and I spend time together outside of work now. We are... friends. They have a cat who likes to sleep in my arms when I visit Mika. Mika also likes to sleep in my arms. I think this means they trust me. A terrible decision on their behalf due to The Plan, of course, but I cannot help but smile softly as they nuzzle against my chest in their sleep. They call me their big teddy bear. Part of me wants to keep my distance. I am developing... Feelings for them. Feelings which complicate The Plan, but I cannot turn back now. I simply remind myself this is good. This gives me fuel to add to my fire, as it were. Their trust is valuable after all. They would never suspect I harbour such a dark secret, such A Plan. We often play little games together when we are on watch, thumb wars, arm wrestles, card games, etc... They are very competitive and I enjoy watching the joy spread across their face when they are about to win. It starts at their eyes, they begin to crinkle ever so slightly and shine with desire. Then their lips twitch, first one corner then the next, and finally freckles get squished together and form new constellations. It is a sight to behold even under the streetlamps. I wonder what they would look like under the gaze of a roaring inferno... Oh if only it were so easy to disconnect myself entirely! The other day I even found myself pondering the taste of those gentle lips and I had to quickly excuse myself from the game. They smirked as I left, I think they know something.

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Year seven, Mika is my roommate now, which was strange at first - we only have the one bed, but we got used to it. They say my body warmth is good for the cold we must endure in the winter months. I am not sure what this means for The Plan as a whole. For now I've had to hide a lot of my musings in places they cannot reach such as the top of the fridge, or any shelf at my eye level - though I must be careful with this one, they are good at climbing. The cat also enjoys knocking off items at height. At work I am often regarded as the serious guard in our rota and there is some teasing that Mika has enticed the softie out of me. I would argue the rest never got the time to know me. Surely I do not keep my softest smiles for them... I remember laughing at other times. Here and there. Occasionally. I do not know who I'm kidding, I clearly like them more than a friend. But we live together now! The Plan aside, it would be strange to initiate anything when they cannot leave, would it not? No, I must remain at a safe emotional distance. Besides things are good right now. The other night they cooked a fantastic fillet of fish, they know it is my favourite, and then we settled down together to watch a movie and they fell asleep on my shoulder. I wouldn't want to lose that. Or the way they wrap around my back at night and press close to me. Or the way they make me a sandwich when they are not on watch and they leave me a note. I keep all the notes of course, it would be disrespectful not to. Sometimes it's almost like we are more than just friends... But I think that's just my feelings getting the better of me.

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Year eight. There was an attempt at a burning tonight. I almost hesitated, but I did stop them. I must keep my record clean. I must ensure no-one suspects. I told Mika about it when I got home, about how I tackled the would-be arsonist to the ground and held him beneath me as back-up arrived. Mika shook their head with amusement and joked that perhaps they should try burning the goat while I was on duty. Then their eyebrows started acting strange and I got concerned for their wellbeing. They flicked some water from the sink at me and called me 'cute' for my concern. I do not know what this means. Does Mika also have A Plan? Perhaps they would be a valuable ally in this fight... But no, I cannot risk it. Each day that passes I get closer and closer to the date of The Plan. Just two more years. I have notes of all changes, all attempts, all security codes, anything I could possibly need. The only unknown is Mika. They are an entity unlike any other, small yet strong, silly yet serious, tough yet kind. They look adorable in my sweaters that are several sizes too big for them and fiercer than any guard on duty in their uniform. Their duality is so enticing, so exhilarating. I want to tenderly stroke their cheek as we go over The Plan together, I want to hold them as we muse about escape routes. I want them involved in everything I do. But I cannot. They should not be dragged down with me. As we closer to the date of The Plan, I must slowly wean myself from their gentle embrace.

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Year nine. In my minds eye I see Mika's hand slip into mine, a burning furnace in their eyes. A band in a box in my hand that flickers with the golden and copper light of a simmering blaze behind us. The scent of burning straw fills the air, and our noses wrinkle in joking disgust. There is no one else around, it's just the two of us. I get down on one knee, speak four words, and in my dreams they say yes. I now fear I am in too deep. The ring sits heavy in my pocket. I keep it with me wherever I go. Just in case. I love Mika dearly, wholly, there is only one love that meets them but does not surpass them, and it is ever present in all of my dreams about us becoming us. Could I chose that moment? It would certainly be memorable. Granted, that's if they approve of The Plan, for I have to follow through with it, even now, of course I do. Not out of obligation or out of sunken cost fallacy, but because I want to. Though my dreams have been added to, that one dream has not changed. Mika lies across my lap, sleeping soundly. I stroke their hair and my hand shakes. I do not want them to think less of me. I do not want them to hate me. I wish I could tell them. I wish I could ask them. The words get stuck in my throat everytime I try to say anything about either dream which are now the same dream rolled up together. They murmur softly in their sleep and I wonder if we share any parts of our dreams. What if, after all this time, after all these moments, Mika thinks of me as nothing more than a friend? As I ponder this I find that idea is not as terrifying as the idea of them hating me for committing a crime they would find abhorrent. If they wish to remain friends then friends we shall remain, it is as simple as that. I suppose only time will tell.

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This is the year, year ten. A perfect track record. If we ignore the birds. Under my care we have never lost the goat. Under my dear Mika's care, the same. Tonight we are scheduled in to guard the goat together, 2am - 6am. Tonight is when I put The Plan into motion. Tonight, the weight in my heart and my pocket will ease, one way or another. Mika does not know. I could not bring myself to tell them. We are getting ready to sleep before our shift. I can heard them humming a song through toothpaste. It's hard to believe this might be the last time I hear that muffled refrain. I'm hesitating again. I could just pass this journal over as they walk through the bedroom door. I could offer up my life's work and let it hang in the balance, out of my love for them. But my other love tugs at my heart strings, though they are so different there is no comparison. I cannot choose between them. I can only combine them. So tonight will be a night of burning love.

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“Many boys will bring you flowers. But someday you'll meet a boy who will learn your favorite flower, your favorite song, your favorite sweet. And even if he is too poor to give you any of them, it won't matter because he will have taken the time to know you as no one else does. Only that boy earns your heart.” ― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows