Ben Barnes as Tom Ward in SEVENTH SON (2014)
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Ben Barnes as Tom Ward in SEVENTH SON (2014)
So. Much. Porn.
Hands, arms, that tongue. Good lord, sir. Please put that away. Or to good use. I beg you.
Ben Barnes photographed for Radio Times
“Please tell me this is part of your plan.”
“Bold of you to assume we have one.”
if this...
was a bayley heel turn... even a slight one... i’m 3/4ths closer to the dominant heel stable I DESERVE!
Assassin’s Creed: Syndicate multi kills - [11/∞]
↪ Quadra kill with cane sword
Requested by anonymous
*Jacob Frye is not taking your bullshit*
OPPRESSION HAS TO END.
#this is the cutest sh*t ever #the way he slowly hands his silk-hat to the little boy #jacob’s little nod #and how excited and proud the little boy looks #assassins with kids >>>
hail-the-conquering-eagle:
“No. Especially because you know as well as I do that if you did try to get between it, she would kick your ass.” Arno shot Jacob a lopsided smile, straightening up from where he had been leaning in the doorway. “I only ask because that would make you and I brother-in-laws. Well I am plenty okay with that, I wasn’t yet sure if you were, despite the mischief you and I have gotten into together already.” Shoving a hand into the pocket of his jeans, Arno pulled out a small ring box and opened it, handing it to Jacob so that he could take a look and then crossing his arms over his chest, fidgeting slightly as a nervous look crossed his face despite his best efforts. “Do you think she’ll like it?”
“I mean... you are French, but... that’s not your fault now, is it?” Jacob shrugged, not really at all bothered by the idea. “I don’t know, would it bother you to have Ezio as a Brother in law?” If he were honest, jacob didn’t really care, he liked Arno, and Evie loved him and that’s all it boiled down to as far as he was concerned. He took the opened box and gave the ring a once over. It was simple and classic, just like Evie. He was glad because anything more than would’ve been far too much. “It’s nice, simple, she’ll like it. I’m glad you went this way, otherwise she probably would’ve put it on and decked you a good one. Just, word of advice, I’m sure she’ll pretty shocked when you ask her but if I know her she’ll take a bit to wrestle with herself. You’ve broken away some of the bits of father that have lingered for years but, not all of them, and she’ll wrestle with those but I’d be surprised if she said anything but yes. Just y’know, give’er a moment to get her thoughts in order and don’t panic thinking she’ll say no.”
"Jacob. A word, please."
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“Just one?”
"What? No--it's an expression. You know that. Just, listen. This is important. I love your sister, more than anything, and a few days ago I went out and I got a ring. I'm going to ask her to marry me, and I would like your blessing. Do not confuse this with me asking your permission, as I'm going to do it no matter what. I just would like to know if this is something you are okay with."
hail-the-conquering-eagle:
“What? No–it’s an expression. You know that. Just, listen. This is important. I love your sister, more than anything, and a few days ago I went out and I got a ring. I’m going to ask her to marry me, and I would like your blessing. Do not confuse this with me asking your permission, as I’m going to do it no matter what. I just would like to know if this is something you are okay with.”
Jacob looked at Arno and couldn’t help but crack a smile, and then before he could stop it he let out the loudest laugh he had in a while. He finally stopped, holding his sides before letting them go. “Whew, okay I’m sorry I didn’t mean to laugh like that but I couldn’t help it. You know if she finds out about this she will murder both of us, right?” There was a pause where he just look at Arno eyes still dancing with amusement. “Honestly, as long as Evie’s happy you could put a saddle on’er and ride her around the kitchen if that’s what she wanted. So if this is what you want and it’s what she wants, do you think I intend on getting between that?”
"Jacob. A word, please."
@tophatsnblades
“Just one?”
eagle-of-florence:
Ezio couldn’t keep the smile off of his face when he saw the blanket fort, his eyes lighting up at how cute it was. He let out a soft laugh when Jacob pulled him down, settling himself so that he was leaning back between Jacob’s bent legs, his back resting against his husband’s chest. He accepted the gift with a murmur of gratitude, testing the weight of it in his hand. It felt like a book of some kind, and Ezio’s curiousity skyrocketed. “I am sure I will love it,” he reassured Jacob as he carefully pulled apart the wrapping paper, peeling each piece of tape off to eventually reveal what looked like a leather journal. Tilting his head back against Jacob’s shoulder, he opened it to the first page, letting out a soft gasp when he saw that it was a drawing of him. He was asleep, laying on his side with a few chunks of hair falling into his face. He brushed the pads of his fingers lightly over the page, admiring it before turning to the next. With each page he came upon, he grew more and more emotional, gazing upon multiple different drawings that Jacob did of their most pivotal moments. There were writings, too, Jacob’s thoughts about him and their relationship, so sweet that they made him want to cry. Then he turned to a page that contained flowers that had been lovingly pressed, the exact same flowers from their wedding day, and the dam broke. He allowed tears to stream down his cheeks, being careful not to get any on the pages, and when he had finally finished the journal he closed it gently and held it to his chest, reaching up with his other hand to cup the side of Jacob’s face. “Thank you,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “It is beautiful, Jacob. I will cherish it for the rest of my life.” Another kiss, just as soft as the first. “I love you so much…”
Jacob just sat and watched as Ezio opened his gift. Jacob had been working on it for a while, not truly knowing when would be the right time to give it to him, but when the older man’s birthday rolled around he just got this feeling in him that now was the best time. He had been working on it for ages, racking through his brain of their memories together. Some people might think that what they had done was moving too fast but Jacob felt like it was the perfect pace for them and he hadn’t stopped loving not even one second of it. Despite their ups and downs, mostly his downs, they were weathering through it together and Jacob loved Ezio more than anything and anyone in his whole life. Jacob accepted the kisses, wrapping his arms around Ezio’s front as he leaned in pressing another kiss to his lips. “I wanted to get you something meaningful but going out and buying something didn’t say what I needed it to say. I just wanted to show you that nothing is more meaningful to me than you and us. The moments we spend together, big or small doing the things that make us happy. I’ve never met anyone like you in my whole life and I’ve never felt the way I do about you, for anyone in my life ever and I just thank whatever deity exists in this world that decided to make something so perfect for me and then just drop you in my lap. Happy birthday, Ezio Auditore Da Firenze, the man I love so much more than I think you’ll ever truly realize.” He leaned down again, hand coming to cup Ezio’s cheek turning his face so he could kiss him properly, trying to press every emotion into the way their lips slotted together.