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Imagine - late night sex with Jacob Frye.

The man is relentless. He'd began between your thighs, fingering you with learned precision while his thumb stimulated your clit, his tongue teasing the sensitive parts of your inner thighs with wet strokes and kisses.

After you lose count of your orgasms that way, you're more than surprised when he reaches over to the nightstand, retrieves a condom and tears it open, sheathing his cock with the latex. His hands guide your shaky thighs into position, accomodating his hips between them before pushing forward, lowering his body flush against yours.

His pace begins slow and considerate, but the way he fills you, the way he brushes against the right spot, grinding his hips in just the right way to make sure he hits it again and again, you soon feel yourself becoming dizzy again. Your hips chase his, your body writhing under him, your juices that drench his cock causing him to groan into your shoulder, the delightful sounds of your love-making causing him to shiver.

Each orgasm comes as unexpected as the last; your back arches, your mouth poised to cry out with no sound escaping your lips, your thighs jerking and tightening around his hips with your nails clawing at his back. The only coherent thought you can assemble is that of needing him to come soon.

Closing your eyes, you press your forehead against his in hopes of communicating the message telepathically, clenching your walls around his cock in a silent plea. Unbeknownst to you, tonight is all about him making you come as much as possible, and he's got the stamina to keep going until he's satisfied that you're thoroughly exhausted and satiated.

A goofy smile spreads across your lips, a chorus of 'yes's filling the air as your hands smooth down his back to grab handfuls of his ass. Whatever number orgasm this is, it's different from the others - there's no silent cry, but a shriek that has you muffling your voice against his shoulder, your toes curling, a trickle of come escaping your sex that has you thankful for the towels laid out beneath you.

"Jay, Jay," you pat his chest in surrender. "I- I need a rest."

You're amazed if he understood a word of that; your breathing is uneven, your heart beating so loudly that you can hear it in your ears. Your body is radiant with the afterglow, your skin clammy and flushed, tingling with sensitivity. You look ready to call it a night, your head slumping to the side as you pant.

Jacob, on the other hand? Well, the night is young, and so is he. He slides happily beside you, brushing stray strands of hair from your damp forehead, admiring your image with a secret smile and a kiss to the tip of your nose. He's in no rush to continue the session. After all, you'll definitely need your energy for the next several hours to come.

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So, uh, I was replaying Jack the Ripper and overheard one kid say to another; ‘If I die I want to to eat me’ to which the other kid replied ‘I will’

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| Jacob speaking about England |

Jacob: "there is some beautiful parts in this country where you can sit down and enjoy the veiw.."

*Jacob driving a carriage in the middle of traffic*

Jacob: "this isnt f**king one of them!"

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Some Jacob Frye Headcanons

He’s a literal radiator. Good luck sleeping with him in the summer

He always has to sleep hugging something, wether it be a pillow or otherwise ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 

He looooooves when his LI runs their hands through his hair, especially when they go slow and tug at the strands- he literally turns to putty and its a huge turn on

He has an enormous sweet tooth like any sensible man child

he especially adores chocolate

He literally dumps half a bag of sugar into his tea I don’t think you understand like how much he loves sugar ?!?? 

Speaking of tea, that’s like the one thing he can actually make really well

He loves to play with kids

He especially likes to give them piggy back rides

He purposely runs super slow when playing tag and totally lets them win about 99% of the time

He has a weakness for babies, and is totally willing to hold them for hours on end

you will without a doubt catch him making silly faces at said babies 

He would be that parent that checks for monsters under the bed

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2p America personal headcanons

2p America / Allen Jones

- I like to think that he is from Boston and has heavy Boston accent

- when he was a child, he got bullied for having two dads and was an outcast for a long time and Allen was putting up with it because he didn’t want anybody to do something about it because he thought it would get worse

- the bullying got him to breaking point when the kids brought his dead dog in front of his doors

- when Allen saw it, he ran into his room and not even Matthew could get him out of there for more than week

- he blamed himself and started seriously thinking about his life as it has been

- that resulted him to being a vegan since he didn’t want any animals to get hurt because of him and permanently insecure about himself

- when Allen got out of the room, he has changed. He was not that sweet cheeky child but had facial expression that got even Francois to try and talk to him

“Allen where are you going?” “I need to take care of something.”

- nobody has ever heard about those little shits (the bullies) again

- when the summer holidays started, he started working on his looks (he started working out a lot, got a new haircut, piercings, some tattoos and went to buy new styled clothes), even his voice got finally deep (and MAN that is some good ass shit with his accent)

- when the last year of high school started, he was completely new person

- no more was he showing weakness and true emotions, not even smiles

- now to others, it’s only his cheeky personality that he got back again, smirks and suggestive actions and language

- he worked out his ways to talk to others and made them want to talk to him, so he no longer was the annoying needy outsider (as he was saying)

- I honestly think he had good grades without even trying because Oliver would study with him when he saw that Allen lacks something in the subject

- even tho Allen had good grades, he had to change schools often because he is a fighter since then and really good one

- he gets into street fights often and sometimes he just randomly fights with someone if he feels bored or as if he needs to calm down

- Allen was going into strip clubs and brothels to gain some of the real confidence and what can I say? The girls and guys there loved him, he was a natural talent as they said

- he had some gilfriends and even a few boyfriends but it was more about trying that relationship shit

- when he saw a new girl transfer into his current school, that didn’t want to fuck him at his first words, he was quite interested since he likes challenges just as much as he loves baseball

- after a while he develops a crush on her and she seems to like him back

- after dates and all that stuff, they become a couple

- well, even when everything has been working out for him, he opened up to her and she accepted him (I feel fucking jealous writing this why T-T) and his love got stronger

- if she wouldn’t leave him without a word, it would not resulted him being a yandere (just sayin’ guys, just sayin’)

- he found her and they had a fight which resulted him loosing control over his anger and killing her (guess with what?)

- he didn’t even feel a thing

“Oh, I’m sorry babe, but I told you I won’t let you go~”

- when the time has come, he met a new person, a wonderful person (his future s/o) and it was not that sweet love, it was the feeling of true possessives and want to be loved by someone and never let them away

- and that’s where my headcanons for him starts~

Oh my lord, this is so fucking long, like, if you read it all, thank you! Please share and heart etc if you feel like it deserves it, love you guys, hope you liked it~

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2p Appearance Headcanons (pt. 2)

(Part one’s link will be added when linked posts stop getting omitted from searches, which pertains to their hair and eye colours. This one is a bit more specific - some might go against the consensus of the tribe, but these are just how I personally picture them.)

Allen has Native American heritage, so he has darker skin and resembling facial features. He exercises frequently, since he’s very health-conscious, so he’s pretty muscular and has a defined triangular physique. His hairstyle is slightly longer than an undercut, and he wears it ungelled and messy. One of his lateral incisors is chipped from his teen years.

Oliver is fairly pale and covered in freckles. He has a bit of chub on him, which he feels self-conscious of. He keeps his hair short, and he puts small curlers in overnight, giving it a wavy appearance. His eyes are a bit doe-like, he wears prescription specs, and unlike his 1p, he grooms his eyebrows; they’re still thick, but decently shaped.

Xiao has moderately tanned skin and a sharp jawline. He’s on the slimmer side, but he works out - he eats a fair bit of take out food, and doesn’t want it to take a toll on his body - so he is leanly muscular. There are a few small scars on his arms from old fights. His hair is long, smooth and falls to his pectorals.

Jean-Louis’ skin is on the fairer side, purely because he rarely goes out during the day if he can avoid it. His weight is pretty average for his height; his body isn’t too muscled from his lack of activity, but you can see some muscle peeking out from under his skin (he does get some exercise from…after-dark activities). He has stubble, and his hair is shoulder-length and naturally straight.

Ion is the tallest of the bunch, and has quite a stocky build (ergo, people find him intimidating) without being muscular. Fittingly, he has large hands and feet. His skin is pale, and he has a relatively prominent nose. His red hair is kept short and smartly styled, and his eyebrows are on the thicker side.

Matt is the most muscular of the group; he’s tall, buff and broad-shouldered, but his stomach has a bit of extra weight which is perfect for hugs. Big hands and feet come with this. He has a slight tan from spending so much time outdoors. His hair is shoulder-length and a bit wavy, and his facial hair leans more towards the beard side of things than stubble.

Luciano has a golden tan and strikingly handsome facial features. He has kind-looking eyes, aiding his charisma, which can sometimes be deceitful. He exercises for the sake of his appearance rather than health, so he is lean with a bit of muscle. His haircut is medium-length for men, which he slightly gels.

Lutz has faintly tanned skin, but it’s still on the fairer side. He is very muscular; he works out a lot, for both appearance and to push his strength. A tiny part of one of his canines is chipped. His haircut is a standard, trendy undercut, which he gels - although, it is a bit tousled. Sometimes he can be seen with faint stubble (he forgets to shave a lot).

Kuro is one of the palest amongst the group, with elegant facial features. In an effort to be stronger and to compensate for his height he trains frequently, so he has some muscle on him, but he is naturally slim. His hair is styled in a messy-ish medium cut that falls to his brow (not quite a bowl cut, thankfully).

Flavio isn’t the skinniest of the bunch, but he’s a close second, and his elbows and clavicle jut out a bit. Much like his brother, he has a perfect bronze tan and a pretty face. His hairstyle is similar to Luciano’s, though a bit shorter, and he uses hairspray rather than gel to set it. He has a small scar on his upper lip from when he was a kid.

Gilen is the slimmest and boniest of the group - he seldom has an appetite - and he’s extremely pale due to his albinism. He has very delicate facial features that bring out the frailty of his appearance. His hair is very fine and reaches just past his shoulders. Several scars litter his face, back and arms from a number of causes.

Roland has fair skin. For appearance’s sake, and no doubt to uphold the powerful knightly image he holds dear to himself, he works out a fair bit; consequently, he has a well-defined and muscular physique. He styles his hair in a messy long undercut, and has a bit of stubble, which he grooms. Like Oliver, he wears prescription glasses.

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“You’re mine, babe~”

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Dirty A-Z headcanons: Jacob Frye

“ M y l o v e i s j u s t w a i t i n g ,

T o t u r n y o u r t e a r s t o r o s e s … ”

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He would pull you close to his chest and cuddle with you until morning. You might not necessarily sleep. Just talking, kissing, cuddling.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves all of you actually, but your breasts look especially appealing to him. As for himself, he is especially proud of his cock. Literally doesn’t stop cracking jokes about it.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He would usually cum wherever he wants to. Seeing his cum on your breasts is a great way to have him ready for another round.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

One of his favorite poses is to have his dick between your tits, while you’re fondling it with your mouth.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He has had his fair share of women so far in his life and he knows exactly what he is doing and where to touch and kiss.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He doesn’t have a specific favorite. You two have tried almost every pose from the Kama Sutra book Jacob persuaded mr. Green to give him after a series of objections to own it and hardcore blushing from the other man’s side. “Cmon, Greenie, haven’t you tried any of those with Evie?”

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He can be very humorous, but sometimes you straight out can’t recognize him because he suddenly becomes dominant and merciless.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He always keeps himself shaved.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He can become so dominant, it almost makes you feel insignificant. He is very cynical in his dirty talking, which varies from calling you names to describing in heavy detail what he wants and will do to you. He also makes you describe what you feel while he touches you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He does it only when he wants to tease you like touch himself in front of you just to make you squirm and frustrate you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Oh boyyy he’s the kinkiest bastard you have ever met. His kinks vary from heavy bondage, completely dominating you, roleplay, spanking etc. He loves tying you on a leash and have you calling him master. He also loves to finger you in public, talk dirty and sometimes even straight out take you. Breeding kink as well. And especially the anal sex. He adores that.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

On the train and in your home are the perfect places for him. Though he wouldn’t have anything against taking you somewhere else for a quickie.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing you in a more revealing dress or in your underwear is enough to get him going. You know he is horny when he starts to kiss your neck and caress up and down your arms.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

If what he is doing hurts you too much would immediately stop and switch to a more loving and gentle Jacob. He wouldn’t go too far if you don’t want him to or you feel pain from it.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He has a very skilled mouth and would use it as a reward for your own good job giving him oral. Remember the leash thing? He would tie you up and watch you suck him off under his command.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He can be both, depending on his mood. Sometimes he would worship you, caressing your body and kissing everywhere, but other times he would be utterly degrading in terms of dirty talk, sex and foreplay.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He likes both proper sex and quickies the same. Quickies are just a temporary relief for him.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He loves experimenting and is constantly searching for new ways to pleasure you. Also the risking brings quite a thrill to him.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can go up to three rounds. His endurance depends on his pace. If he is rougher, he can last about fifteen minutes, but if he is more sensual, then about a half an hour.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Oh, those are his favorite. He loves using his and your toys on you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Like said before, he is King of Tease.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He isn’t very loud. Lets out slight moans, but the rest is just sighs.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He loves to whisper your name and how much he loves you in your ear, while holding you by the hair.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He has all the right to be proud if you know what I mean ;) 19-20 cm long, average thickness, sensitive head and balls.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Three to four times a week is enough to satisfy him if we don’t count the morning sex.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep after you but sometimes wakes you up later with his gibberish which he talks while asleep.

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me when i open my eyes randomly at 3am: nah there's nothing there.. it's just my eyes adjusting... go back to bed....

demon from the fifth dimension in my open closet:

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I thought the Templars were some old guys in funny-looking hats who sat around drinking beer, planning world domination with lizard people.

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Can I has some preggers s/o headcanons wiff Jacob pwease??

Hell yeah you can, love. Enjoy!

The minute you tell Jacob, he stares at you with the blankest expression ever.

Not because he’s angry, it’s mainly due to shock

When he breaks out of his stupor, he immediately hugs you but puts you back down on solid ground while looking at your stomach

“Is it true, love? I’m going to be a father?”

Immediately, Jacob assigns additional Rooks to protect you and the baby

It’s a bit extreme but then again, it’s Jacob.

Jacob runs to Evie with the news and practically screams it at her and she takes it all in with a calm face

(You told her before Jacob, but he doesn’t need to know that)

Jacob searches for the best doctor in London to help you with anything pregnancy-related

Prepare to have the most lavish and well-decorated nursery because Jacob is going all-in with his firstborn.

If you have twins, Jacob’s most definitely going to faint.

He will worry about being like his father and neglecting his child/children, but you assure him that the baby/babies will have an amazing aunt that will kick their father’s behind if he forgets to change their diaper

Waking up to find Jacob hugging your bump and leaving light kisses on your stomach.

“Jacob our baby will not be referred to as ‘Little Rook” *cue sad puppy dog face*

When the baby first kicks, Jacob freaks out slightly but settles down when you tell him that the baby was kicking their mother

He would place his hand on you and wait until the baby kicks again and when the baby does, he laughs with tears in his eyes.

You knowing that Jacob will be an excellent parent to your unborn child

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How the assassins are during an argument: <preference>

Altaïr: He is very short-tempered so expect him to yell just as much as you do.  He is also very stubborn, so he wouldn’t apologize even if it’s his fault. On the other hand, if it’s your fault he would nag and nag and nag even after you say sorry a thousand times. He isn’t the kind of person who wouldn’t talk to you when he is mad. He would much rather keep talking to you but remind you of what you did constantly in a sarcastic manner.  He would also remember it for a long time whenever the question is brought up  he would still say something like “Remember when you did-”.

Ezio: He wouldn’t yell much, but he would mock you during the argument.  He would much rather just walk out instead of staying and saying stuff he wouldn’t say while he is calm and hurt you.  He would be utterly devastated  if you decide not to talk to him and would constantly be around you to talk you into forgiving him in any way possible.  If it’s his fault, he would apologize at the very moment.

Edward:  He gets mad easily and would yell just as much as you, but he would forgive quickly, because he honestly can’t stand it when you  are mad at him. Even if he tried to stay mad at you it wouldn’t last long because he just misses you.  He would be too proud to apologize though.  He would just talk you into laughing and making out with him again and it will work in no time because he knows how to cheer you up. And the make up sex is just –cough-…….

Shay:  He would be the one to be like “Fine!” and storm off and stay in his room/cabin for days and would avoid you until you tell him you are sorry. When you do, he would quickly become his previous self and would waste no time in kissing you.  He is too stubborn to come to you to apologize and would still do the above even when it’s all his fault that you are arguing. When he feels that things are getting too serious, he would just come to you and mutter out “Sorry” in the most awkward way possible.

Arno:  He would try to keep his cool and figure out a way to end the argument in a peaceful way. But when the tension becomes too much, he would burst out and start yelling and cursing. Then he would walk out on you and not return until he feels better, which isn’t long. When he comes back, he would sincerely apologize and offer something to make it up to you for making you mad.

Jacob: At first he would contain himself, speaking in a low and threatening voice to show you not to make him any madder and when you don’t get the point, he would start yelling and cursing just as much as you do and would even smash things sometimes.   Then he would disappear and honestly, wait for Evie to tell him everything is cool and that he can come home. Whenever he’s the guilty one, he wouldn’t say sorry just because he is stubborn and proud and most of the times Evie has to convince him and start up the topic with something like “Jacob wants to tell you something.”

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Imagine being married to Jacob Frye

> Him having a crush on you for the longest time and just flirting with you back then so you can notice him. He forgets flirting after he and Evie defeat Starrick. Then he suddenly pulls you to him in a tight hug and kisses you passionately. You two start officially dating then.

> He asks you to marry him a few years later. Your wedding isn’t the most grandiose because you didn’t want it that way. After a long argument with him about it, he accepts having a small ceremony with your closest friends. Much to his dismay, you insist on inviting Clara and George too.

> Even if it isn’t grandiose, he makes it grandiose in his own way. After your vows, he wouldn’t wait a minute longer to pull you to him in a breathtaking kiss while all the guests start applauding you loudly. He would drag you along with him everywhere, not letting you go even for a second and kisses you in front of anyone he talks to. Just in case the person hasn’t seen the kiss earlier after your vows.

> He insists on everyone leaving him to choose his own outfit and doesn’t let anyone touch it or tell him something. He would even give you some fashion advice if you ask him. 

> Hardly waits until all the guests go home. You can tell he is getting frustrated even though he is smiling and the reason for that is that he can hardly wait anymore for your wedding night. When you two are finally alone, he doesn’t wait a minute longer and starts undressing you (”Careful, Jacob! If you dare rip this dress off, I swear I will leave you without sex for a month!” “Aww, but love…” “Jacob…!” “Alright, alright. I’ll be careful”). You two literally can’t keep your hands off each other the entire night. He was surprisingly gentle in the beginning, telling you every five minutes how happy he is and practically worshiping your body. Later though, he gets rougher, after following your lead when you decided to ride him like a wild bull at a rodeo- (okay sorry I got a bit too far lol nope sorry not sorry). Next round, he returned the favor thrice ;)

> Calls you mrs. Frye the next few months because he still can’t get over the euphoria that you two are finally married. He doesn’t really change and is just the same childish, immature guy you fell in love with.

> You warning him about that boy Jack and telling him that one day he might cause trouble. You were right, of course, but Jacob learns it when it’s too late.

> You throw yourself in front of Jacob when Jack was about to stab him, ending up stabbed, yourself. You didn’t give up, though and managed to land a few injuries on him with your hidden blade because gurl you are a tough ass mf assassin. But you still pass out from the wound and Jack the Ripper kidnaps Jacob.

> Being found by Freddy who immediately takes you to the hospital and patiently waits for you to wake up so he can ask you about what happened and break the news that there is a possibility that Jacob might be dead. Hearing that, you are devastated, refusing to believe it. In the mean time, Jacob thinks you are dead as well and just gives up struggling.

> When you are fully healed, you help Evie find Jacob and incapacitate Jack the Ripper. When you finally find him, your heart breaks when you see him neither dead nor alive. You gently wrap your arms around him and whisper that you are there for him and that you would never leave again. 

> Jacob is back to his old self again when he is properly healed, but you notice he has become wiser than before. He promises to never let such a mistake happen again. Your relationship doesn’t change. He is actually even more loving than before and even asks you if you would like to have a child with him.

> After awhile, you find out you are pregnant with your first child. Jacob is like a mother eagle around you and doesn’t let you lift a finger. He even doesn’t mind your food cravings in the middle of the night and would gladly venture out to get you what you want. Being an assassin and being Jacob, the store being closed doesn’t seem to be a problem for him. Otherwise, situations like “What do you mean you don’t have cherries, mr. salesman?! So what if it’s winter?! Do you know that my wife is pregnant?!?” 

> Your first child is a boy. Even though you had nine months to think of baby names, neither of you thought of doing that. “What are we going to call him? We…didn’t think of names…” Jacob asks with a wide, but guilty smile, taking his son in his arms. “I already thought of a name. I didn’t ask for your opinion because you were too busy being passed out for the past five hours.” “Your screaming made me uneasy!” “You have been an assassin for the past forty years, Jacob! You should be used to screaming!”

> You take turns in taking care of the baby. You do it during the day on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and Sundays and take night shifts on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. Jacob switches.

> Two years later, you find out you are pregnant again and Jacob literally becomes even more protective. He hopes it’s a girl this time and hopes she looks like you. When you are in your 7th month, he offers to take full care of your boy so you can rest more.

> It really is a girl. This time you were more prepared and thought of both girl and boy names. Though the mistake you made this time was that you started suggesting names right at the beginning of your pregnancy and you two eventually forgot the ones you liked. Doesn’t matter though, because later you thought of more and were prepared.

> Jacob ADORES your little girl and swears that he will never let “any bastard” take her away.

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Imagine - Ratonhnhaké:ton styling your hair in the ways of his tribe.

"These are called long braids," he explains, entwining the final strands of hair into place.

You've always enjoyed the peaceful intimacy of Connor playing with your hair. The way he handles it like silk between his fingers is unlike anything you've experienced in a relationship. This session began no differently, until his hands adopted minds of their own, parting and weaving your hair loosely, before humming decisively and letting the plait unravel.

He'd began searching through drawers, leaving you baffled in his wake; but before you could question him, he'd returned with an assortment of materials, resuming his handiwork in silence.

He presses his palms into your shoulders, informing you that he's done as he guides you upright and over to the mirror. It takes a moment to recognise your own reflection, blinking once, twice to fully absorb the image before you. Your hair, in lieu of its usual do, is comprised of twin braids that frame your face, the weaves secured tight and adorned with cord and beads.

Connor remains behind you, lingering in the background of your sight with a soft smile warming his cheeks. Pressing his lips into your crown, he tries in vain to hide the pride and adoration in his expression.

The meaning of this entire gesture is far from lost on you; your lips remain ajar, your eyes wide in taking in all the details. Your vocabulary falls short of words to sufficiently describe your gratitude, but you felt it necessary to say something.

"It's beautiful."

"Yes..." he breathes, seemingly in agreement. Upon feeling the warmth of his palm cup your face, you turn your head a fraction to meet him. With his free hand, he strokes your cheek with the back of his finger, his gaze soft, far from shy in cherishing the sight of you looking like this. "You are."

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