the way aleck stutters and loses composure when he’s excited is so adorable.

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the way aleck stutters and loses composure when he’s excited is so adorable.
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-tries to sneak a kiss on jacob's cheek as he passes by with some equipment- :^) (comunative)
Once Jacob registers the press of lips against his cheek, the assassin promptly reaches out to snag Aleck’s coat, effectively stopping him with his strength.
“Trying to hit and run Aleck? You should know better than to think you can just get away like that.” His tone is teasing, but the smirk on his face is downright predatory.
a surprised, yet rather pathetic, yelp escapes from aleck as jacob’s hands snag his coat and STOPS HIM in his tracks --- limbs flailing out in front of him and a CRASH on the floor echos in the house.
❛ i -- i hadn’t expected your reflexes to be quite so atuned ! ❜ a half lie, perhaps, truth to be told aleck had simply wanted to fluster jacob like he had done so many times to him.
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What is your muse’s favorite place(s) to be touched?
Are there any foods that are like aphrodisiacs to your muse?
Are there particular scents/sounds that turn your muse on?
Does your muse enjoy dirty talk? Do they like to do the talking or being dirty talked?
What are some subtle gestures that get your muse in the mood?
How does your muse communicate to others they they’re in the mood?
How does your muse flirt?
How does your muse approach someone they want to sleep with?
What are some physical things your muse does when they want someone to sleep with them?
How does your muse approach one-night stands versus long term partners?
Is your muse very physically intimate?
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Does your muse enjoy cuddling after sex?
What are the requirements for your muse to sleep with someone?
Does your muse use protection? If so, what kind?
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I shouldn’t be thinking it
I shouldn’t be desiring it
I shouldn’t be hoping it
But I can’t fucking help to think about kissing you
rooksxandxpints.
There’s a split moment where every muscle in Jacob’s body seizes and tenses as a hand is laid gently upon his shoulder. A short moment where his breathing halts and for just a second he’s not seated on his sofa with an old friend. Instead he’s pressed against the chilly stone wall of a darkened cell, his body battered and worse for wear.
Just as quickly as it happened, the flashback fades away and Jacob exhales slowly. His body slowly loosens under Aleck’s touch and he tries to offer what he hopes is a grin at Aleck’s little teasing comment. “Y-yeah, making up for the old days when Evie and I would pop by unannounced are you? And…tea would be lovely, thanks. You’ll find everything over there…” Jacob nods his head over to the small kitchen area his residence had.
heart shatters into a thousand pieces as jacob tenses under alexander’s soft touch. there was once a time they both could teasingly jab and poke one another but all that seems so distant now - by heavens if only there was a way to turn back time, to stop his younger self from leaving, to have stayed here and helped when jacob needed it the most.
his movements are swift but gentle as alexander presses forwards to the kitchen in the hopes of some good tea for the two of them. and he’s in luck ! a small bit of earl grey remains - fragrent and soothing, perhaps it would allow even the smallest moments of bliss. bergamot fills the air by the time he’s done and he passes a steaming cup to jacob as he returns to his seat. a pause of silence, a moment to think. ❛ i should have been here for you, jacob, and for that i’m truly sorry. we had heard news of it but i had no idea, not until your sister reached out. ❜
perhaps these were not the words jacob wanted to hear but his racing mind refuses any other words. ❛ i want you to know that i’m here for you -- now more than ever. if you’ll allow me to. ❜
alexander: has minimal experience in the medical field. a rook / new assassin: hey i’m slightly injured could yo- alexander: already yeeting all his equipment out of the way with a fierce look upon him and first aid kit in hand.
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@comunative the thing we talked about.
“It’s not much further” Abraham shot the other man an excited grin, so untypical for his normally calm, almost reserved, expressions. It wasn’t every day that he shared his favourite reading spot in all of London with someone else and he was glad that Aleck had agreed to come even if it involved climbing a building. It was just a ‘regular’ building but it allowed a great view of London and luckily wasn’t too difficult to climb and even if it were, Abraham was keeping an eye on Aleck to make sure that the other wouldn’t fall.
ALEXANDER HAS ALWAYS WONDERED WHAT THE LIFE OF AN ASSASSIN WOULD BE. full of surprises, new experiences --- seeking knowledge beyond what the mind could handle. but as he struggles to keep up with abraham through both running, and now climbing, he’s certain this couldn’t be the life for him. he wouldn’t say anything about it, however, after seeing how excited abraham was there was no denial that this was important and well --- whatever was important to his friends was important to him. it’s a little over half-way scaling the building when words are passed and alexander could hardly keep the small, yet scared laugh, from escaping him.
❛ i--- i can see that ! but let us hurry before i change my mind ! ❜
rooksxandxpints.
It takes Jacob much longer than he would have cared for in finally upturning himself to plant his feet on the floorboard of his residence, now sitting rightside on the sofa as Aleck approaches. He tries to offer something close to his usual cocksure grin of the past, despite the wince from his efforts and one of his arms looping around his midsection. Many of his injuries would take sometime to fully heal…
“It’s…It’s good to see you Aleck. Shame it’s been so long.” He quips, forcing himself to scoot over and pat the spot next to him invitingly. “If I had known I was having such good company come visit, I would have tried cleaning.” He attempts to joke, as quite a bit of dust had collected in his home, along with several pieces of furniture still upturned from…the confrontation.
there’s no hesitation when jacob offers the seat as alexander sits besides him. how the years have been cruel to jacob and it’s almost hard for it to settle in his stomach ; this once bright, brash lad now winces and has little effort for himself. he doesn’t have the full story --- unsure whether it would be appropriate to ask especially how recent the events were. his own health had been in question for quite some time but... nothing compared to what london, or jacob, had suffered.
a small smirk is taken off alexander’s face as it’s replaced with a sigh and before he realises, a gentle hand reaches around jacob’s shoulder for both a welcome and comfort. ❛ not to worry, i thought i’d take the old assassin approach by dropping in with no warning. ❜ he teases somewhat. the mess hardly bothers him ; in fact, he’s got more pressing matters to handle first. ❛ how about we have some tea and catch up ? what i’ve been having in canada is ghastly. ❜
anonymous asked: Anon hour huh (You begged for this)? Aleck, what would you do if for some odd reason, maybe magic or piece of Eden related, if there were somehow TWO whole Jacobs that came to visit you? Two whole Jacobs to tease you and flirt and make jokes.
curious brows first rise at the proposition given to him. two jacobs would be... well, an experience to say the least --- a chaotic experience full with shenanigans no doubt. that, alexander’s sure he could cope with. but to have them both flirt and tease at once ?
HE COUGHS, cheeks as red as cherries as the thought is processed ; attention from one frye is plenty enough, was he really worth two ?
❛ w --- well. i’d have to say jacob that wouldn’t cross my mind at first. i’d be rather confused and would PREFER to help return to a normal situation. ❜ that counts as an answer right ? ❛ i’m flattered that you would take time out just to give me attention. ❜
anyway go absolutely nuts with that anon meme thing. i don’t write much aleck and it’d be fun considering the amount of crack on the dash tonight.
Anon hour starts now. Everything will be answered.
❛ do i get a say in this ? ❜ he won’t admit it, but alexander’s had quite the time watching all this go down. ❛ as long as you don’t bring in any horses you’re perfectly welcome. ❜ and yes, he had to include that.
Types Of People: Birds
𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 . innocence , big dreamer , waking up too early , walking home , being afraid of meeting new people , slim hands , always cold , reading a book under a tree , the smell of the forest , missing your home
𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐄 . independent , caring too much for others , sharp looks , walking through the city late at night , the tallest and most spectacular building , iron , being single and okay in a world that tells you that being single is bad
𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐓 . falling in love easily and heavily , traveler , the infinity of the bluest sky , storms , broken smiles , forgetting people who used to be your beloved ones , feeling out of place , mistrusting people , a fleeting romance.
𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖 . feeling as if you have seen so much and as if you know a lot , prejudging , tight hugs that leave you breathless , a grey sky , serenity , intelligence , being left behind , chains , smoke , the pride of someone wise.
𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐄 . petals , jealousy , being tired of living with the same old faces , whispered secrets , marble , sundresses , white clothes , the first sunset of winter , pride in who you are , learning to get over someone.
𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐋 . family , golden light , the sea murmuring in your ear , summer afternoons , caramel ice cream , collecting seashells and other things and calling them treasures , living breezy and carefree , swimming in the sunlight.
𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘 . artistic , getting excited easily , dancing and singing while you are alone , looking at your friends having fun , no phone , being afraid of judgment , spring , a meaningful gift , the first ray of sunlight
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rooksxandxpints.
Jacob forces himself upright from where he had been lounging on his sofa after hearing that voice, to ensure it wasn’t another hallucination from the pain medication or his own mind working against him. But to his surprise and utter shock, there was Alexander himself. the man had obviously aged as they all did, but there was no mistake that it was his old friend.
“A-Aleck…” He murmurs, bringing a hand up to rub at his uninjured eye. “You’re here? Like, really here?”
evie had mentioned about the injury in her letter to him but it doesn’t stop the wince upon the sight of jacob in this state. there hadn’t been much detail but the way jacob reacted was something entirely different. whatever had happened caused great damage. he cautiously takes a step forwards -- a light brown satchel which hung from his shoulders was dropped with care near the entrance as alexander steps forwards.
❛ evie had written to me and i did not hesitate to come. ❜ his voice is soft as he starts to explain and his steps take him closer to jacob. part of him wanted to embrace the assassin from excitement but he stops himself as he reaches the sofa. ❛ i arrived about half an hour ago --- the sergeant escorted me here. i had to see how you were doing. ❜
@rooksxandxpints.
❛ your sister said i would find you here. ❜ aleck stands in the doorway of jacob’s lodgings with a small smile upon his lips ; barely having the time to unpack since his arrival from canada he had immediately swung by after hearing about the terror which jacob suffered. it’s been over a decade since they’ve last seen each other and now aleck wishes he’d never left.
❛ i’m ---- it’s good to see you again. ❜
i ended up making some more icons of aleck and i just. what a soft babie.