Rooks, You Say? (Part 1) A Jacob Frye X Reader Imagine

Rooks, you say? (Part 1) A Jacob Frye x Reader Imagine

This night was unlike any other night you’ve had, it was colder and quiet. The streets weren’t busy as it used to be, but at a distance you can hear the sounds of guns firing and men groaning. You assumed there’s a Gang War going on and you would love to take a peek at it, but you were somewhat not in a mood not to.

You entered a pub, your favorite pub, then quickly sat, facing the bartender. He motions to you and you quickly said, “The usual, please.” The bartender nodded and hands you a pint full of that bitter beer, which you have come to love the taste.  

You gulped down your drink like it was nothing, you decided to sit still for awhile and fancy some eavesdropping. This was also the way you gather intels or irrelevant rumors. Nothing interesting came up so you just sat there, sulking.

“What the bloody hell was the Council thinking!? I’m a trained Assassin! Almost a Masterassassin to be infact, but nooo,” you exclaimed to yourself, “Stay discreet, they say. Wait when the time is right, they say.” you mocked thougtfully. Then you made a Pffft sound from your lips and gulp down another pint of beer.

Just as you were enjoying yourself, the door bursts open with a hard force and in came four men with red coats. “Filthy Blighters.” you thoughtfully commented. Without looking back, you sensed them approaching to where you sat, but their heads on the bartender.

 “Oi! Be a nice chap and bring us some pints over here.” A Blighter ordered.

 Then he turns his face towards you, examining your figure with his distasteful, lustrous eyes. “Don’t want to disappoint a lovely lady over here.” he grins mischievously towards you.

The bartender hands them their drinks. 

“Cheers to us, m’lady.” he cheered whilst raising his pint at you.  

As the men began to drink, you quickly scoffed at them and look face to face at the annoying Blighter beside you. Then you retort, “Pity, your face alone is enough to make a lady disappointed.” He spouted his drink and gave you a glare. “What did you say!?” he asks seemingly pissed off. The Blighters close in on you, preparing to give you some havoc, but you know better.

“Now now lads, why don’t we take this outside. You might hear me clearly from out there.” you assured them with a fake smile.  You quickly stood and walk calmly with the menacing Blighters behind you outside the pub.

Once you were all outside, you erased that fake smile of yours and start threatening them with a serious tone, “All right you filthy maggots, if you wish to see another day, leave.” 

They scoffed. “Looks like we got ourselves a feisty bint over here, mates.” he turns to his gang and laughed. 

“Fancy some bruises? I’d love to see them when you wake up.” You smirk and prepared yourself for a brawl.

You examined your enemies first, two of them upfront and the other two behind. Blighter number one has his right hand inside his coat, probably reaching for a revolver. You hoped. Beside him, Blighter two was unarmed but has his fist ready and a position to pounce at you. Good. Three and four were the easy targets, one might possibly hope they would flee. And so it was done, let the brawl begin.

Just as you predicted, Blighter two pounce at you swinging his fists, but you swiftly dodge his moves and punched him at the guts, hard. With him holding his stomach, groaning in pain. You took him out with a punch on his face. Now off to number one, he was nervous and rather slow. Thankfully you were quick enough to stop him before reaching whatever it is in that coat of his and headbutted him and lastly punch him. The Blighter who teased you began to flee, leaving his friend behind. You loot the unconscious Blighter, thankfully, a revolver off his coat and pointed it straight at the Blighter who fled then you pulled the trigger and down he goes. Now you were left with enemy number four, who knelt down and begged to be spared. You were having second thoughts on whether or not you’ll let him go, assuming he’ll come back with more Blighters to take you down…or not.

“Spare my life, m’lady. I just did what I’m ordered.” he begged.

“An order that your lads obeyed,” you say promptly. “And look at them now, all roughed up and the other one dead.” you gestured at the unconscious Blighters and a corpse. Then you look back at the remaining Blighter and you saw the look of horror on his face on what you will do to him, but you decided to let him go. 

You gave a sigh and said, “ Fine. I’ll spare you, Meater. But the next time I see you, I will end you for good.”

He nodded then hastily runs away from you. 

After your brawl with some Blighters, a man in odd robes and a top hat approaches you with an impressed look on his face…

The Ink Demonth day fifteen: squash and stretch 

I want a Bendy squishmallow 

(idea suggested by my friend @inkspottie!)

Oh my... freckled Jacob is so beautiful

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why couldn’t we have such nice things like freckled jacob?! ARGHHHH!! (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ

was also curious how his hair would fall down when uncombed C:

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First official renders for my Jacob Frye model, made with DAZ Studio, Blender and ZBrush ^_^ can’t wait to work on Evie as soon as I get the chance! Check this post for more informations!

Jacob in trailers:

Jacob in game:

「Jacob Frye」 ➶

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