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kiatheinsomniac · 10 months

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──── 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 ˊˎ - ☾ ⋆ ﾟ𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: jun. 2023: top supporter @havatnah 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Jacob Frye x Reader 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1k 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: alcohol consumption

The two of you get inside after a mission that almost went terribly wrong. Your clothes from the knees-down are completely soaked through, your boots making an irritating squelching sound with each and every step you make. Meanwhile, Jacob is covered in sawdust and the two of you reek of smoke.

Did the boat full of Blighter contraband blow up? Yes. But were you successful in your mission to give the Rooks an upper hand by destroying said contraband? Yes. Though, the two of you certainly needed to clean up now.

Not wanting to track all of your mess through the train hideout, you’ve booked a room at an inn for the night and the both of you are already looking forward to having some drinks in the pub on the ground floor beneath your feet once you’ve had the chance to freshen up. It’s been a long day and the two of you are just craving a few drinks to unwind while you chat and enjoy a more peaceful evening before going to bed.

While Jacob lights the fireplace, you’re quick to tug off your soggy boots and socks in order to go on to peel off your wet trousers. As you do so, Jacob comes up behind you to set his hands around your waist and hold you steady so that you don’t lose your balance. Really, he knows that you’re agile from so many years of being an assassin but he just wants the opportunity to be a gentleman with you. Jacob knows that he’s rough around the edges and you’re not exactly society’s ideal of a meek, delicate woman with the occupation you have but he doesn’t see you as any less of a lady for it and it’s his belief that you most certainly deserve to be treated as one.

He knows you’re capable of getting yourself out of a carriage but he offers you his hand anyway. He knows you don’t need help to carry cases or heavy bags but he takes them from you to bear the weight himself anyway. He knows that you have a hood to keep yourself dry. But you should still take his coat to lay over your shoulders too. He can handle the cold and rain but you shouldn’t have to do the same.

You’ve had to pick up a fresh pair of clothes to change into while you were on your way to this inn with Jacob alongside you. It’s merely a simple Rook’s uniform and Jaocb has had to collect one for himself too. Jacob runs a bath for himself and you can hear the splashing of water as he gets in and begins cleaning himself. Meanwhile, you set your wet boots and trousers up on a rack by the fire to dry as you take the blanket from the room’s bed and wrap it around yourself, sitting in the armchair beside the fireplace.

You listen to the quiet pitter-patter of water dripping from your clothes and onto the floor, drawing your eyes towards it. You had been moments away from falling into the river when you were leaping from the remains of the boat and towards the dock. The debris you had been floating on sank under the pressure of your jump more than you had anticipated and it wasn’t until you were in the air and it was too late that you realised it.

But Jacob had been there, reaching out to grab your arm and pull you up. Admittedly, it had hurt to suddenly have your arm yanked on like that but you were alright now and it had saved you from completely falling into the river, only allowing your legs to fall in just below your knees. Jacob, already covered in sawdust from the packaging of a nearby box when the explosion went off, had pulled you up onto the dock as you watched the remainder of the boat sink into the Thames.

You take your turn to bathe after Jacob and soon the two of you are dressed in your borrowed Rooks’ uniforms and are heading downstairs for a few drinks after a long day. But you don’t stay for very long, feeling tired after the day’s events, and you soon head back to your room, warm and merry with alcohol. Jacob is the first to flop onto the bed that’s a little rickety but not unexpected for the price you’re paying to stay here. He lays back, one arm tucked behind his head for comfort while he opens the other one up to you invitingly.

You crawl into his arms and curl against his chest as he wraps his arm around you and holds you close, delighting in the warmth of your body against his. Oh, how he adores you. He leans down to kiss the top of your head and pet your hair with the hand that he had invited you into bed with.

He untucks his other arm from behind your head to sling over your waist as he gives you a little squeeze just to really feel you in his hold. Then, a sly smile creeps onto his lips and you let out a cry that turns into a fit of laughter when his fingers dig into your ribs and he begins to tickle you. You hit your fist against his chest as you giggle and squeal when he rolls his weight onto you so that you can’t escape his tickling.

You manage to wrench one of your arms free and so you use it to wiggle your fingers against Jacob’s neck in order to give him a taste of his own medicine. You laugh from amusement this time when his chin immediately snaps down to press against his chest in an attempt to defend his neck from your reach.

“Alright! Alright! I surrender!” He yields through laughs as he pulls you close once more and sets a kiss upon the crown of his head. You relax tiredly into his arms as you gaze up at him momentarily.

Oh, how you love this man.

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twistedgameswewrite · 2 days

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wyyvernn · 9 months

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A/n: thought i would do these for my favourite assassins/templars since i did them for Castlevania. Maybe I'll do them for others

✧･ﾟ: Masterlist :･ﾟ✧

How they kiss you - Ratonhnhaké:ton (Connor), Haytham, Jacob, Evie, Shay

Ratonhnhaké:ton

Slow and sweet, like calm waves licking the shore or gentle spring winds flying through leaves. His arms are warm around you, heat seeping through his palms as they grip your waist. Sometimes you can feel his hesitance, how his lips barely touch yours, like you're glass and he's afraid to break you. The rough pads of his thumbs feel like a feather sweeping over your soft chin, though - tentative but endearing.

Haytham

Slow, deep and confident, each kiss from his lips feels expensive and so intoxicating like rich red wine. His palms press ever so slightly against your neck, thumbs cradling your jaw as he tilts your face up towards him. His lips curl as he feels your pulse quicken beneath his fingers, even more so as he pulls away, enjoying the hot flush he brings to your skin and the way he leaves you wanting for more.

Shay

Short, fast and a little playful, Shay takes your breath away everytime. Always quick and always eager, as if he wants to steal all of your attention before someone else does. Sometimes during calm nights on the seas, he likes to take you in his arms and slow dance at the helm of his ship beneath the stars, even as you protest and shy away. He simply laughs and presses an apologetic kiss to your forehead, asking you to suffer a silly moment with him.

Jacob

Wild and passionate, you can never get Jacob to sit down, but when he does, he's gathering you into his lap, his lips pressing open-mouthed kisses to your neck, your collarbone and sometimes...much lower. Many times have his rooks walked in the midst of your...activities, and on more embarrassing occasions, his sister too. Although, not once has he let it bother him or that smug grin.

Evie

Adoring and gentle, Evie leaves you feeling protected and treasured. You take great pleasure in her affections, in the times that her elegant fingers caress your cheeks, and how her perfect lips brush over your knuckles like the softest of silks. Every act she inflicts on your body is pure and heavenly but it feels so sensual and sinful, as if her touch shouldn't feel this good. Regardless, you soak up everything she gives you.

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reddeaddamnation · 5 months

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Are you still taking requests? If so…some headcanons on Jacob freaking out during his child’s birth…I feel like he would be a completely out of his damn mind and end up doing…well Jacob type of things

♡ Doctor Nightingale took one look at the condition he was in when he brought you into the delivery room and was like "Hell nah you're staying out here."

♡ How is it possible that you, the person who is LITERALLY about to give birth be calmer than the dad who is freaking out as if he is the one who is gonna deliver the baby?

♡ Being stuck outside makes him even more nervous. What the hell is happening in there? How long is it going to take? He hates that he can't watch over you and hold your hand.

♡ But his pacing and loud voice is going to make the midwives nervous too and things could go wrong.

♡ "Jacob either stay still in your chair or stand up and go get some fresh air!" Evie scolded him. The fact that he was bouncing his leg up and down was driving her nuts.

♡ Yeah, he should just get some air.

♡ He was so deep in thought he bumped into an intern who dropped all his notes and books at the door and the wind blew some of them away.

♡ Despite the cursing of the intern, Jacob walked around the perimeter of the hospital, coming back every ten minutes to ask Evie if the baby is here.

♡ He bumped into another impatient father and in his efforts to apologize, he knocked over a large ceramic vase, which shattered into a million pieces.

♡ "Jacob...SIT DOWN AND STAY STILL!"

♡ "Why shouldn't I be in there? I just want to peek. To give some reassurance."

♡ Thousands of what ifs and scenarios that he babbles about and just makes Evie create her own little happy place in her mind away from Jacob

♡ "Sir, please stop talking, this is a hospital." One of the nurses scolded him gently.

♡ "Oh, right...right" Silence "But what about..."

♡ Florence Nightingale brings him his newborn child herself with a wide smile on her face, congratulating him.

♡ Jacob faints in his chair and falls back along with it at the thought of a baby this size coming out of you.

♡ Evie revels in the silence, holding the baby and whispering sweet things to them.

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nanasknifeprty · 5 months

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being a blighter and having a playful rivalry with jacob frye: headcannons

- oh batman and catwoman wish they could have what you two have

- no matter how stubborn you are, he’s more stubborn

- that’s pretty much the reason you’re not dead yet; he’s convinced he’ll someday be able to get you on his side

- both the rooks and the blighters betting with each other which one of you two will give in first

- your blighter colleagues often get on your nerves teasing you about your ‘complicated’ relationship

- "your boyfriend is stirring things up again,” one of them tells you, as you reply with a competitive “great, let’s fuck up those rooks.”

- jacob giving you tips while you both fight, such as: “your stiffness would’ve killed you long ago if i weren’t your opponent” or “you’re so cute with your little baton, you’re not even trying, aren’t you?”

- and when you actually get better after months of intensive training…

- gosh he’s almost mesmerized by your moves, he can’t stop staring in awe as you’re actively trying to kill him

- and then it’s your turn to tease him; “you’re lucky i’m your opponent, jacob frye,” you whisper and hold the blade close to his neck while sitting on him

- catching you offguard, he’s able to turn over; “lucky indeed,” he tells you, “i couldn’t ask for a prettier one.”

- safe to say you were a blushing mess after that

- he let you go of course, giving you a head start before sending his rooks after your unit

- and it’s also pretty safe to say that your following encounters were promising to be even more interesting

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everlastlady · 6 months

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Werewolf Boyfriend: Jacob Frye HCS

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✰- Author's Note: Hello, my assassins and templers this is my first AC story and I choose Jacob Frye since he's my favorite assassin from my favorite game. And since it's Halloween I decided to make Jacob Frye a werewolf because if he was a monster then he would definitely be a werewolf, I'm writing this from my phone late at night so there is no word count and who knows when I'll post this Remember to eat a meal or a snack, drink some water, get some fresh air, take your medicine, and remember that you are loved. If you loved this story remember to comment, click or tap that heart button, reblog with tags, and blaze if you can. Always remember to support your local writers. ♡♡♡

✰- Story Contains: Werewolf Jacob Frye, Fluff, Kissing, Gender neutral reader, protective Jacob, Romance, smut, violence, kissing, and long post.

✰- Posted: 11//2//2023

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Jacob Frye and Evie Frye the Frye twins who are werewolves and are from the brotherhood of monsters who work in the dark to protect the light. Jacob met you through the brotherhood and you told him what kind of monster you were and he found that fascinating, he found everything about you fascinating. He would always follow you around when with his tail wagging around him, excited to hear about your day or the mission he gets to go on with you. He's quite protective of you on these missions. Biting and clawing through any templers or enemies that dare try to hurt you.

Evie has to scold Jacob to not get distracted by you on these missions to never let missions interfere with the missions. But she quickly drops what she is saying whenever Jacob brings up Henry Green. But she still wishes for Jacob to stay focused so that he doesn't get hurt, she loves and cares about her brother. So she hopes that you are watching out for him when he gets distracted which you do have Jacob's back.

Jacob loves to lay across your lap as you run your fingers through his head. He just loves your head and back scratches. They feel like heaven to him, sometimes he'll fall asleep on you and you are just stuck there with him laying on you. At least he's warm so you eventually fall asleep and Evie or Edward come across you both and just chuckle at this adorable sight of how you to look falling asleep together on the couch.

Jacob loves to do combat training with you. But will do his best to go easy on you. He won't go to fast or rough but he also won't go to slow or soft. You are both assassins after all so no need to treat each other like glass. But Jacob loves to pin you down that it's awkward when people walk in especially Evie and Arno who were going use the training room.

" That whole silver bullet thing is just a bunch of rubbish. " Jacob would say before biting and tearing into the necks of a blighters and a templer who decided to mess with. You sat there on top of some boxes watching your werewolf lover just devour and shred a bunch of blighters and the templer. Giving him a bath wouldn't be easy but you did enjoy watching this scene.

He likes to sniff you a lot which means you can't hide anything from him. Because he'll sniff it out even when you aren't in a room anymore, he'll know you are there so whenever you hide from him. He'll know where to find him. Once you wanted to take a nap without him because it was too hot to cuddle with him. So you went somewhere else to nap, you told Evie to tell Jacob that you were out doing errands. She tried to tell you something but you quickly walked away. And before you knew it when you woke up feeling hot and aweaty. There was Jacob asleep right next to you and not letting go. You eventually gave up and just bought a fan.

Jacob will go out of his way to make sex with you amazing especially when he's in heat. He wants to have your back pressed against his chest as he pounds into you. His hand gripping your neck as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear. His thumb pressing against your tongue. Biting and licking your neck wanting to leave marks so people know who you belong to.

Never will let you go or let anyone hurt you.

#jacob frye #assassin creed #assassin creed syndicate #jacob frye x reader #werewolf jacob frye #werewolf #werewolf x reader #monster fucker #monster smut #ac #ac x reader

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demigoddessqueens · 6 months

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hello Fryes!!!

Happy birthday to the Assassin (Scorpio) Frye twins!

Just a few headcanons I have about their birthdays

Jacob

Oh this man demands your undivided attention on his special day! Outings, loud celebrations, tons of hugs and kisses, all of it

Good luck trying to hide a surprise present from him cause he’ll find it!

Evie

Despite her hard work ethic, Evie just wants to unwind with you. Visit a nice bakery she’s had her eye on, spend a whole quiet day with you or maybe allow Jacob to tag along if he wants 😆

Intimate, personal gifts are a must for her because she thinks it’s sweet you listen and pay attention to what she likes

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gaminggirls · 1 year

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Dating Jacob Frye:

such a soft boy

loves having you close at all times

physical touch is absolutely his love language

would do anything for you

kissing and making out all the time

once is never enough for Jacob

super protective of you

sometimes overly protective

teasing each other loads

honestly the banter is top shelf

he always has your back

Jacob is a great listener

loves having you on his arm

Evie for the life of her can’t understand how anyone would date her brother

but she’s never the less happy for you both

Jacob loves you so much

he’s always playing with your hair

loads of sex

loves seeing you in his clothes

Jacob has great respect and love for you

he’s so in love he wants to shout it from the roof tops

no literally

one night the assassin got drunk and climbed to the roof and shouted about his love for you for half an hour

he tries to be romantic

but in reality he more of an adorable dork

constantly flirting with one another

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onecoolcatlover · 2 months

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Imagine trying to explain to Ezio what the term derpy means.

Or worse rizz

“So what you’re saying is I am a master rizz”

Imagine explaining to Malik google maps

He be so mad like

“” you mean people don’t have to draw maps where your from?!”

Imagine explaining to Desmond the havoc of COVID

Poor man would be so confused

“ what why did they buy all the toilet paper?”

I’m also 100% sure both Malik and Evie would want a copy of “the internet”

“ where can I purchase this magical book?”

#assassin's creed #assassin's creed syndicate #assassins creed headcanons #ezio auditore x reader #ezio auditore da firenze #malik al sayf #evie frye #desmond miles #this would be so hard to explain actually #would Leonardo approve of procreate?

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thatcrazycrowgirl · 9 months

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To the anon who sent me this headcanon request, I just wanted to say thank you for your sweet words, and that I'm happy you like my headcanons! Sorry this had to be in a separate post (because the ask disappeared on me), but nevertheless, here's some more headcanons for you! Hope you like these!❤️

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Younger!Jacob Frye - Introverted!Reader Cuddling HCs

- With Jacob being a more boisterous sort in his youth, especially around those he cared about - clapping a hand on a friend's shoulder or lightly elbowing his sister when he's teasing her - he had to get used to your more 'private' way of displaying affection.

- That being said, he didn't mind - and as always, he was quick to adapt.

- In truth, the idea of scouting secret, secluded areas to love up on you a bit was actually rather thrilling for him.

- He also began to use the door locks of his sleeping carriage on the train much more - not caring a wit who needed to get in, because he had a more important thing to worry about - namely, cuddling with you on the couch in absolute privacy.

- When he gets that urge to snuggle with you, his approach, while flirty, is also surprisingly mild - as he knows you'll respond much better to gentle suggestion, rather than a feverish and direct proposition.

- Sometimes, as you're holding each other, you may engage in quiet conversation, or share a few kisses here and there as you swap sweet nothings. Occasionally, it's a mix of both. (Also, do run your fingers though his hair as you hold him close, he'll adore you for it.)

- It surprises you, really, to see someone who's usually so enthusiastic and chaotic able to dial all that back and make you feel safe and secure in his embrace. You don't know how he does it, but there's something infinitely special about being able to see that quieter side of him - and soon, you're slowly starting to initiate those cuddle sessions more, just so you can see it.

Older!Jacob Frye - Introverted!Reader Cuddling HCs

- A little bit older now, one thing Jacob has learn to appreciate is any opportunity to rest.

- Which means a lot times he'll take an extra opportunity to cuddle with you as he does so.

- Sometimes, it ends up with him accidentally dozing off, but it's not always for long, and soon, he's back to gently squeezing you and burying his nose in your hair, pressing soft kisses upon your head.

- In front of the fireplace or in your shared bed are usually his favorite places for cuddling - bonus points if there's also a sheet or a blanket involved. Something about that addition just adds to the coziness of the practice, and gives him the feeling of safety for the both of you.

- While his approach is still more on the quiet side, as it was in his younger days, every now and then, he'll just take your hand and gently pull you towards him, with a tired, but inquisitive look in his eyes as he simply asks, "Embrace me...just for a bit?"

- Having opened up to him more during your time of knowing each other, you are only too happy to oblige - even letting him lead you to the nearest chair or couch to sit down upon, before he pulls you into his lap and wraps his arms around you.

- Running your fingers through his hair as he rests his head against your shoulder and snuggles against you applies here too. Please, do that. He seriously deserves it.

#I was almost done with these yesterday but I got REEEEAALLY distracted by something else! haha #but I managed to get back into this headspace long enough to finish these!#Jacob Frye #Jacob Frye x Reader #Jacob Frye headcanons #my ac headcanons #Assassin's Creed Syndicate

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valenli · 9 months

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Jacob Frye x (Fem) Reader

Imagine you help patch up Jacob Frye after a fight club, but he confesses it was for good reason? (and it is your birthday no less!)

(warning: blood, stitching)

Jacob Frye, what a force of nature was he. Jacob was either the best person to be around, or he'd cause you to be behind bars. As his supervisor on the train (as demanded by Evie Frye) I'd often have to patch him up whenever I'd stop by Whitechapel to get groceries for the Rooks aboard the train. But this time it was different, I looked for Jacob left and right around the fight club but he was simply missing. This wasn't good as he could easily have lost to a templar crook and been dragged out, and seems my theory wasn't far fetched as when I walked around the alleyways I found Jacob surrounded by templars. I carefully hid behind some wooden crates and looked through my pockets for anything I could use, having only one smoke bomb, a cherry bomb, and a single throwing knife, I had to be creative. I could see at lease five men, one of them being the fight club champion. I decided I'd get them to separate, I threw the cherry bomb down the alley and got two to depart from the other three. I then threw the smoke bomb at the threw and one blade directly to the head of the fight club crook. I managed to strangle the two men and once the smoke bomb cleared I picked up Jacob by his under arms and dragged him to the nearest carriage. Some time passed before I got aboard the train and placed Jacob in the bed, looking through his injurys I found something in his pocket, a large amount of money, made sense why they wanted so bad. Soon I began stitching in the injuries and heard groans from the big man baby.

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Jacob had woken up with a big startled yet tired expression. I frowned softly, letting him know that I had been rather disappointed.

"the.. The coins! Where are they?" he exclaimed

"calm down your highness Frye, I have them put away, if you hadn't noticed we're safe in the train. Your welcome"

I sighed finishing my words and gently wrapped his arms in a bandaid. He calmed down and wouldn't stop looking into my eyes with that childish puppy eyed look he often gave Evie when talking about the rooks.

"whats the matter Jacob? Tell me would you.. I'm trying to finish up" I held his arm closely to my lap and put down the bandaid roll

"well I wasn't just beating away at those punks for my own entertainment, though it was quite fun I admit. I was going to get you something" he said smiling, I noticed the blood in his bottom lip and pouted. I got a needle and thread and got closer to patch the lip up. "well, what was your goal then? Mmm? Carry all of the rooks money so you could lose it all gambling away in that godforsaken fight club?" i said as I stitched his lips as best I could. Seeing his face red all over with his eyes blueberry colored wasn't something I enjoyed knowing I could've stopped it by telling him to stay put on the train.

"i was going to get you a gift, your highness Y/N. Not just any actually, buttt.. Oww, can't tell you now can I?" he smirked all smugly like the jester he can be sometimes. I knew asking him what it was would lead me to a cat and mouse game of words. I rolled my eyes and continued to patch him up in his arm with the bandaid roll, I could see in the corner of my eye he was looking at me still, waiting for me to speak. "look, whatever may be the reason for your foolish games better be good" i looked at him and frowned. Getting up as I finished helping me but I felt his weaker hand hold mine, I looked over slowly towards Jacob. A smile drew on Jacobs face as he sat up, "i think your the perfect reason to get beat up for, Y/N". I could feel myself get red on my face and I sighed softly. "look, your highness Frye. I'll let you go just this once since it is my important day, alright?" I smiled, deep down his ridiculous manner was to my liking. Jacob stood up as best he could and carefully placed his hand on my face, his hand was roughed up greatly but there was a gentleness that I felt in his hand, he smiled softly when I held his hand closer to my cheek. I could feel his lips meet mine as we closed eyes, after a minute or so I heard Evie chuckle softly. Jacob jumped and looked over.

"whatcha doin there Jacob?" Evie teased her brother, this was the first time she'd ever seen him kiss someone. He chuckled softly, "just wishing her happy birthday is all, why?". Jacob had a mission to get to it seemed, once Evie headed out. Jacob held me carefully, smiling, "seems as though the early morning crow has yet another fight to attend, Y/N" he kissed me once more, I kissed back and placed his top hat on his head, smiling widely. "you have a city to save my Jacob dear, you should get going" he walked out the door and followed to watch. He stood on the roof of the train. "happy birthday to the wonderful Mrs Frye to be" he said jumping away to his mission fast as the night

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desmond69miles · 25 days

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Imagine being a vampire and stimming while snuggling with Jacob by nibbling his neck like a giant kitty cat.

"What are you doing?"

"Nomnom"

Look at me, writing while in the car with family. This totally (not) a good idea!

But yes, the assassin with a vampire as a lover. Certainly an interesting duo!

I don't do mean to bring Evie in here, but Evie would be bonkers over a real vampire, not a children's tale or some scuff in The Ghost Club. A lot of questions from Evie and Jacob are to be expected.

And actually - I think that Jacob would be (mostly) fine with his s/o chewing on him. Maybe not his neck or where vital points are, but if he slips an old assassin's gauntlet with the blade removed onto his arm? Go ham.

If your fangs retracted, Jacob wouldn't have a total problem as long as you aren't going to randomly bite onto his jugular.

On topic of this - Jacob is fine with you feeding on him if it is on his wrist. Jugular or femoral artery? No thanks. But if you were desperate and it was day with no other choice, he'd offer is arm.

So, Jacob with a vampire lover. I'd rate him a solid 8/10 - two points deducted because he's a little skeptical you are a cannibal at the start.

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𓇻 ft. shay cormac x assassin recruit gn reader 𓇻 warnings! minor spoilers for AC Rogue. alcohol consumption + minor injury. 𓇻 au. reader is Hope and Liam's newest addition to the Brotherhood. Unfortunately, you've just learned about Shay's involvement... long after you've already met him. 𓇻 enjoy! feel free to like, reblog, or send in asks! ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‎‏‏‎read on ao3! - masterlist - join the taglist!

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"Looks like you've got a right shiner this time."

It's a voice you recognize, even through the thick of the fog. With bottle of brandy in hand, opening to your bottom lip, you've managed to cool the swell of your ego better than you have your bruise. Tongue darts out, pushing at your upper lip.

His glove rests to your cheekbone, index finger trailing softly over tender skin. Never tender enough because you flinch instinctively, expression pulling tighter. Guarded was never a flattering expression on Shay and it certainly wasn't now. Nose wrinkling, you incline your head away, the cold now freshly stinging.

Even though it's been a few hours, the tenderness hasn't gone down, still bitter and sitting coloured beneath the flush of your skin. At least you've managed the swelling some. The ghost of Shay's fingers on your skin lingers. You turn away, nursing the bottle with another sip. With a low, wanting creak of wood, the saloon's deck groans beneath Shay's weight as he shifts, back turned towards the banister, eyes always on you. Elbows resting over the rails, fresh snow lines the roots of his dark hair, skin still unbothered by the cold. So he's the one you heard step out after you.

"Did Hope give it to ye?" He asked, voice low and careful, eyes still impossibly dark, even when the warm tavern light dances over his features. Your mouth twists, sour line worrying into the skin.

"Liam."

"Ah." Then, "Well, he's always been a right git anyhow."

Looking at him like this, an air of familiarity drifting between you two, it almost tempers the sorrow and grief that still echoes in your bones. The insisting song of rage and injustice. Your fingers curl tighter around the bottle- and you see it too. How Shay's eyes don't even dart away but a barely perceptible twitch. Always watching each movement. A biting scoff rises in your throat before you can stop it.

For everything that Hope and Liam had trained you for, for all the burdens you bore, memories and lessons drilled into your head- this was not how you thought it would go.

Because every scary story told to you, every drill and hasty explanation- it was all because of him. Every bruise and aching joint- every nasty remark and lessons forced well past their dues. Even Achilles, as senile as he seemed, remarked upon the force the Brotherhood trained you.

All to avenge ghosts of Assassins you didn't know, never had a chance to know. All for a Brotherhood that had been tarnished before you joined.

You were meant to replace Shay, you realize that now. A bitter truth that had come to a head earlier that night, when Liam saw how you held your blades. Accosted you for it, demanding where you learned it from. 'From Shay', you had wanted to say, because it had been the truth. Then the rest of it followed, with Hope pleading with you to leave for the night while everyone cooled down. While they cooled down.

Looking back, you should have known better than to accept some strange man's friendly banters in taverns. Known better than to walk his boat, learning its knots better than you learned your knives.

It makes sense. Shay befriended you to sniff out the Assassin's plans. It made sense. Just as it made sense that Liam tried building you into a better tool, trying to outpace the losses that the Brotherhood had suffered.

'It's not fair.'

You think how his hands felt on your sides, careful in his guidance. Teaching you with a far greater patience than Liam had, with far kinder methods than Hope's. You had learned better under Shay- and somehow, that made it all worse, stinging more than the betrayal did.

"I hate you," you tell him. Shay tilts his head, little more than an acknowledgement. Eyes studying you, judging your reaction. Fog puffs in front of his face with his slow exhale. The wind blows it back, dusting across dark eyes before disappearing into the night.

"I know."

Still, even though you know, even though he knows, neither of you move. It's just the slow tilt of the bottle against your lips, burning motion of liquor down your throat. Cold seeping through your clothes, always too thin, never durable enough for the winter. Something that Shay had tried to correct you on but Kesegowaase didn't care for. Always too busy for your innate questions.

You want to hate Shay for everything. Pin it all on him. It'd be the easiest way. Give in to what your mentors had been trying to drill into your head: enemy, enemy, enemy.

Glass presses to your lips again. Shay's fingers ghost over yours, leather pressing light to exposed fingers. A grip that remains solid - but not insistent... and with the patience of a man that wouldn't exist in the Shay that the Brotherhood knew.

But he lets you take another drink anyway. You weren't a lightweight. Shay had made sure of that.

"Are you going to kill me?" You decide on saying when the fire has tempered in your throat. All that's left is the chill in your eyes, the nip of frost and frozen winds on your cheeks.

His fingers remain on the bottle and with a light tug, you concede, letting him bring it to his own lips. Cleanshaven, unlike the scruffy remnants that you had been sworn to. In all the ways that matter, he's unlike the man you've been told about. But you can see where the threat lies, the careful way he tilts his shoulders, languid but prepared. That part of the stories are true.

"Only if our blades cross," Shay responds, swallow audible, eyes dark as he peers at you over the neck of the bottle. He passes it to you, fingers brushing over yours.

Fingers connect. You try not to memorize how they feel.

"They'll order me to kill you," you decide to say.

Shay blinks, then blinks again when the snow lingers on his lashes. "Aye. And I won't let you." You scoff bitterly against the bottle. You both have roles to play. You just wish yours wasn't this.

You turn your eyes away, skimming over the balcony, out into the rolling hills of snow. More powder falls from the sky, dusting across your shoulders, frozen kisses upon cold-flushed skin. It'd be easy, you know, for Shay to just reach over and slide his blade into your neck. Nobody would hear you. Even with gold light dusting over the white expanse ahead, there's still dark shadows. You're both still isolated.

The music in the other room sounds so far away.

He doesn't move and you get to take another drink.

You think, then, that this isn't all there is. That there's more to the man that you were told about. That words uttered with hate or hellfire don't amount to the hours you've spent by his side, listening to some bawdy tale that Gist told him.

Then, in the same breath, you think: he doesn't have to kill me and I don't have to kill him.

Then, in another: what if there was another way?

Because for all the assassins are, good teachers aren't one of them. That you still swore to protect the innocent and your blade hasn't known flesh. In all these moments, caught between the Homestead and someone you had thought you had known, there exists things that you don't know. Impossibly, that there might be kindness beyond this rage and suffering that everyone has been dealt.

Again, in your mind's eye, you feel the shadow of Shay's gloves on your arms and waist, correcting your stance. Think of Achilles' words, heated and grave. Of Hope's flattering gait as she leads you through her warehouse.

"Shay, what-" You turn, throat tight, shadows and aches lingering in your mind still. There's nothing there, the impressions of his boots filling with the drifting of snow. Only gloves left on the railing, cuffs rimmed with fur. Still warm, even as you press chapped and shaking fingers inside, leather cushioning your palms. Because this is who Shay is, always watching out for you.

The next sip of the bottle goes down tasteless, no longer satisfying. The despair doesn't run as hot in your blood anymore, though the sense of betrayal lingers. Except now you wonder, just who exactly you feel betrayed by.

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jacobfryes-hoe · 1 year

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A little confession from a very jealous Jacob.

A/n: Im sorry this isn't that good, I tried my best, I hope you enjoy!

The rooks had been successful in their attempt at taking over Lambeth from the blighters and templars, and celebrated their victory at the nearest pub.

You were sat at the bar drinking by yourself when a drunkard stumbled towards you, "h-how about I buy you a drink?" You accept because who would turn down a free drink? He makes his way to the stool next to you, barely keeping his back straight.

Jacob however was in the corner of the pub drinking and chatting with the rooks, Jacob caught the sound of you giggling and turned his head to see what you were laughing at. Another man, Jacob couldn't stand this and made his way towards you.

Standing right behind you Jacob coughed for your attention. "Hey Jacob" you say turning around to see him, rather grumpily he barks for you to "come with me I need to talk to you privately"

Jacob leads you to a supply closet, "who was that man?" Jacob demands. "How is that any of your business" you bark back, "because your mine" Jacob says with no change in expression, still angry about the drunkard. "W-what?" You stutter in shock from his bluntness, Jacob cups your cheeks with his hands "I can't pretend anymore, I am so very in love with you, your all I think about and I have grown to care for you deeply - will you be mine and no one else's?" He asks.

You stand there still staring at Jacob trying to process what he said. "Please.. say something" Jacob asks anxiously staring you in the eyes. "Oh Jacob, of course - I love you so much, I would love to be yours" you respond, Jacob smiles widely at this and pulls you into a very sloppy kiss.

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reemonna · 1 year

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Getting drunk with Jacob Frye

He mentions his urgency to make his own 'the rooks' gang every 5 seconds

Right after you're both done with drinking, he will take your hand to climb with him on the buildings' rooftops with your both laughter blaring all over the place

(NSFW/+18) You will end up making love on the rooftop of some building under the pale moonlight

He doesn't really like drinking to the point of getting wasted a lot, to keep his perception in a good level and stay connected with his surroundings. But he will definitely get drunk when he's around you. He would be so taken by you that he won't realise what he should and shouldn't do

His sense of humour increases and he throws more jokes when he gets drunk than he does in usual

You both talk about all the mess he did in the whole country. How he derailed a train, set fire to theatres, messed up factories, took the prime minister's spouse for a walk to one of the most dangerous England streets, and nearly crashing Britain's economy

And of course he must mention how Evie always interrupts his plans, which -in fact- means fixing his dumb doings and saving the day

"When Evie first heard of the squabble that happened yesterday in town, she pointed her fingers of blame at me, accusing me of starting that fight. Yes, I may have started it by accident, but she really must have a little faith in me, right?"

Will obviously start random fights with everyone in the inn

You don't really want to see how brutal he gets if someone tried to harass you one way or another, it's like releasing a monster -that's been tied for years- on the loose

It should be obvious that he grows more confident to flirt, and his feelings towards you loom clearer. He might even propose to you

Shouting in the middle of the inn, telling everyone how gorgeous and smart you are and how lucky he is to have you by his side? That's undoubtedly happening

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writingsofanobsessedwoman · 1 year

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How the Assassins (and some Templars) would be on your birthday:

Ezio Auditore

He'd likely wake you up with some morning "exercises", and take you on a stroll/ride through your favorite places

A candlelit dinner atop a building overlooking the sunset to finish the day with some fancy wine

Would give you anything you'd wanted, including but not limited to a portrait of the two of you done by Leonardo (you'd thank the little artist later)

Rose petals leading up to your room

Leonardo Da Vinci

Honestly, he's the type to just let you lead the day. Shopping? He's there with you paying for what he can. A boat ride? Of course!

Would be sweet the whole day, holding your hand with a dopey little grin as he followed you

Flowers, your favorite chocolates, art supplies if you're that way inclined

Connor Kenway

You're very special to him, and he makes you feel it on your birthday

He'd get someone to make you a cake (he tried and nearly burnt the house down in the process)

Flowers by your bedside as he woke you up with sweet kisses

He'd go to town with you if you really wanted to go

Or ride around the homestead all day and show you some beautiful places he's found

Wouldn't let you do any work for the day

He'd end it all by holding you close as he gifted you a little carved animal (your favorite), and a necklace he'd bought one day with your favorite stone set in it

Edward Kenway

Would also wake you up with "exercise"

He'd sail around with you, letting you tell him where to go

He may even let you steer the Jackdaw for a bit

You'll likely not remember much, as you'll be drunk for most of the night

Would give you all kinds of jewelry the he's obtained on his voyages

James Kidd/Mary Read

They're a romantic through and through. And extravagant

Would wake you up sweetly, but it'd turn spicy

Down to do whatever you want, be it a picnic or drinking at a pub, they're happy

Gifts would be thoughtful, plus some jewelry and the like

Shay Patrick Cormac

See morning "exercise"

A romantic, Shay would have the whole day planned out for you

He'd sail you somewhere nice, and have a home-cooked meal awaiting somewhere quiet

Would take you back to the fort for a surprise party with a small band of folk playing music

Liam O'Brien

Assuming he isn't gone off on a mission, he'd likely take you shooting with him

He'd buy you sweets and just be sweet the whole day

Would dance with you in a clearing somewhere

His gifts would probably be practical, like some new gloves or something

Haytham Kenway

Prepare to feel like royalty for a day

He'd spare no expense for your birthday

The best food, the finest imported wine, best clothing he could find, all of it's yours

Don't think about lifting a finger, either

Breakfast in bed, followed by an extravagant ball in your honor

Jacob Frye

CHAOS from the moment your eyes opened

Tried to make you breakfast, set it on fire

Takes you around London

A surprise dinner (the Rooks set it up for him) on top of Big Ben

Would get Evie to help him with some flowers

You'd end up drunk, laughing, and happy

My birthday is the 28th this month (December), so this is my gift to myself. If you want anyone added, let me know. These are all kinda short, sorry. I've got a heck of a migraine at the moment. Probably doing some for the Red Dead boys next. And yes, I used gender neutral pronouns for James/Mary. Sue me

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