#Jaco Jacobs

[ninblahgo]

Gravis: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO-

Jacob: It was me...

Gravis: ...Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

[mitchmrner]

THE CAPTAINS KNEE GAVE US THE LEAD

[disarmluna]

Marc Jacobs Spring 2023 

[bunniandhoney]

cock warming jacob has been on my mind HEAVILY.

mdni. 18+

he’s been out of the country shooting another film and for the past month you’ve been at home to complete the end of your semester. you both definitely wanted to jump each other bones but…

“holy f-fuck baby you’ve gotta relax for me.” he groans. you’re tight, so tight that jacob can’t even push in past the tip of his aching cock. so lifting up off your body jacob leans back to his heels taking his thumb and slowly circling your clit.

“can’t believe you’re this wet and won’t open up for me love.” he says pushing his hips slightly to give you more.

“i’m not doing it on purpose, your just big and it’s been s-so long J.”

“I know it big baby, so just lay back and let me stretch you. i’ll fuck you after.”

you lay back, letting yourself settle into the hotel sheets, but as soon as you relax here comes that straining knot in your stomach.

“Jaco-“

“don’t worry i know, let it happen love, let me in.”

and if he thought you were gripping him before, he was dead wrong. your whole body screws up as you come, that knot in your stomach spreading all over your body. you’re trying to grab his wrist to stop the touches he keeps putting in your clit. it’s no use though because as jacob works you through your orgasm he’s managed to slip half his dick inside. he’s slowly grinding his hips to meet yours to push himself in deeper, making sure he fits in every. last. inch.

and once he does, he holds you close to him; chest to chest to roll the both of you over, putting you on top of him.

“Can’t ride J, i’m still shaking.” you say nuzzling into his neck

“ssshhh, just relax, just gonna stretch you out a bit love.” he whispers kissing the top of your head as you both settle into the bed.

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uuummm…so funny story, I could not finish a single piece of writing. Also let me tell it id left for 30 mins not 30 days so my sincerest apologies. BUT IM BACK and have an inbox full of requests to fill.

also thank you for all the love during my absence, i’m so happy people love the writing that much 🥹

xoxo

Bunni

[assassinschaoticcreed]

Can we get some headcannons about the BOYS? (thats what im calling them)

I like it, from here on out they are the boys.

since you didn't specify for what exactly, I chose random things that I have thought of, too many times before.

Altaïr 🦅

• more than once this man has walked into a glass door, and on a few occasions broke said door. he walked away like nothing happened.

• I've said it once and I'll say it again : this man is terrible with technology. like, the only stuff he's good with is old time, back in the day kinda stuff. keyboard? can't use it for shit. typewriter? this guy is like a damn journalist. laptop? the thing is destroyed because he got so mad when he couldn't figure out where the mouse was, even when desmond showed him where it was. old desktop that's built like a t.v.? perfect, everything makes sense now.

• when checking out at stores and the cashiers say "have a good day" on multiple occasions, an embarrassing amount of occasions this man has responded with: "what's so good about it", "thanks.", "you have good days?", "I didn't even want to get out of bed this morning.", "im leaving now"

• due to the last one: this man never uses a credit or debit card. cash only.

• before he broke the pasta noodles in half in front of ezio, he's thought about doing it way too many times. the reason he finally acted on it was because ezio brought up the many fires, explosions, and overall chaos that has happened when he "cooks". Altaïr internally said "fuck you, AND your pasta noodles"

• has set the microwave on fire before, blown out the front of it. cue desmond and arno running into the kitchen frantically putting the fire out, taking out what was inside it. there was a can of green beans. cue des and arno asking him why the hell he put a METAL can in the microwave. "oh you're not supposed to put metal in the microwave?"

• he is NOT a morning person. if you go to wake up this man and he's in a deep sleep, he's waking up swinging. Jacob has been slugged in the face a few times.

• I feel like Altaïr would like to nap in the sun/warm places.

• believe it or not, he was the weird kid that ate dirt.

• as a kid he was gifted an bald eagle as a birthday present from his dad, he was gifted a little yellow parakeet as his birthday present from his mother. he named her sunflower and the eagle apollo. he came back from training one day wanting to spend time with apollo and sunflower. apollo was there but sunflower wasn't, but there were yellow feathers everywhere. his dad told him apollo ate sunflower. Altaïr plucked all of apollos feathers on his head out. "you really are a bald eagle now aren't you, you little shit" vengeance for sunflower was served.

Ezio 🌹

• this man is a 5 star chef when it comes to authentic Italian food. don't ask him to make American food. anything other than Italian food he can't cook.

• after becoming great friends with Arno, ezio too is now a hopeless romantic.

• ezio and arno send each other memes either during conversations or as conversations.

• doesn't hesitate on the intrusive thoughts. just does them.

• has worn both his mother and Claudia's make up before, and he is flawless when putting on eyeliner. he doesn't go all out, he's more of the natural beauty kind of guy.

• this man can take one look at a person and correctly guess their clothing size.

• he and arno like to get together and have gossip sessions with a nice (few) bottles of wine.

• I whole heartedly believe that ezio is an amazing artist. he and leonardo bonded over painting, sketching, drawing etc. and on more than one occasion has joked with Arno with the whole "paint me like one of your French girls" gets a smack to the back of the head everytime.

• loves teasing Altaïr, he's so easy to rile up and ezio gets a laugh out of it. that is until Altaïr breaks pasta noodles in front of him. fists are up and ready to go.

• hates horses cause they have a long face, it makes him uncomfortable.

Arno 🥐

• has punched both edward and Jacob multiple times for pronouncing "croissant" wrong.

• gossip time with ezio is one of his favorite days of the week.

• when having conversations with ezio its either with memes in it, or how the conversation is being had.

• will not hesitate to roast you. loves roasting people, in fact he deep down hopes that someone will piss him off enough to roast them. even though he doesn't really need a reason.

• is very protective over the boys. (this man has trauma, can we blame him)

• an amazing singer. ezio has asked Arno for tips/lessons and once Arno heard him sing he said "can you hear yourself? no? good, cause trust me, you don't want to."

• he's really good at writing: poetry, songs, stories and even plays, but he's self conscious so he'd never try to get them to actually be put out there. ezio and desmond are his #1 hype team.

• I can see him being a great figure skater. don't know why, but I do.

• is a great baker, another 5 star chef when it comes to making authentic (french) food.

• he and Altaïr like to people watch and judge them like Simeon Cowell.

Connor🐺

• this man has a petting zoo of animals, from childhood into adulthood.

• calls animals fur babies, change my mind.

• is another one who is protective over the boys

• believe it or not, he's more in tune with his emotional side like Arno and Ezio.

• loves wearing flannels, not only are they comfy but he likes the way they look.

• wants to build himself a cabin, like the ones you see some youtubers do. chop down the trees, use them to build it and all that jazz.

• wants to have a timber wolf as a pet, it's his dream pet. he truly wants just a wolf, but knows it's not a good idea.

• brought a turkey into the house as a kid, Ziio was not a happy camper. but she didn't want connor to be sad, so she said he could keep it as long as it stayed outside.

• the turkey and Connor were playing outside of their village. it was November. there was a loud bang, Connor turned around and turkey had been shot...and he was shot by none other than Charles Lee. another reason he hates the man so much.

• (for this one we're gonna say Haytham and Ziio stayed together) whenever Charles Lee came over to visit, Connor never liked him. when his parents weren't looking he would do this to Charles Lee; bite, kick, pour salt in his food and drink, make faces etc. Haytham knew, but it also amused Haytham so he said nothing.

Edward🏴‍☠️

• cried while getting his first tattoo, like sobbed.

• Mary on more than one occasion has gotten him (when he's drunk ofc) to cross dress (like she does as james)

• is a huge fan of the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series.

• sings sea shantys when doing things around the house.

• has slept outside many times while drunk. doesn't remember how he got there, when he got there, or why he stayed.

• has wanted to try those swimming like a mermaid trend.

• wants the boys to get a pirate themed tattoo with him.

• he and Jacob like to go out drinking together and watch each other get drunk because of the way they act. unfortunately while doing this since the both of them are drunk neither knows what in God's name is going on, until they wake up outside half naked wondering why they're wearing lipstick.

• has said many times "im never drinking again" yet is holding a cup filled with alcohol.

• has pushed Jacob off the side of the jackdaw when he pissed him off.

Jacob🎩

• being evies worst nightmare is his favorite passtime.

• teases evie for having a crush on 2 of his best friends, she tells him if he ever told them his manhood will be missing when he wakes up.

• woke up on a roof one time after drinking escapades with Edward the night before. Edward was on the roof across from him.

• has worn his shoes on the wrong feet all day long to annoy evie, but also was too lazy to put them on the right feet.

• he tries to trip evie whenever the two of them are going up the stairs. jokes on him he actually trips himself.

• is the king of intrusive thoughts.

• 95% of the time he gives into those intrusive thoughts, that small 5% is evie being able to stop them before they happened.

• got a drunk tattoo with Edward once, it's a tramp stamp.

• he's the one filling Edward's cup whenever Edward says he's never drinking again.

• even though he's a jokester and does stupid stuff, he's honestly one of the most trustworthy people the boys know. "he may be an idiot, but he's our idiot" and evies like "go ahead and have him. I should have killed him in the womb"

Desmond🐶

• was adopted by the Auditores when he left the farm.

• when he first started bartending, he broke over half the glasses they had.

• debated on becoming a therapist about a year into bartending, he sure as hell felt like one. might as well get paid the right money for it.

• he doesn't like to drink alcohol very often due to how he's around it so much while he works, and sees how people act. not a favorite pass time, but he does enjoy having a glass of wine with Arno and Ezio.

• he's really good at playing guitar, he and Arno like to do little karaoke sessions, ezio is there but isn't allowed to sing.

• is good at cooking all types of foods, just don't ask him to bake. he's not good with precision so the sweets always come out messed up. leave that to arno.

• wants to get more tattoos, and has tried talking the boys into getting the brotherhood/creed insignia tattooed.

• I see desmond as a piercings kind of guy. what they are, who knows.

• Desmond is the golden retriever friend, everyone loves him.

• Desmond is the epitome of "I didn't want to wake up today, im tired you're lucky I dragged my corpse out of bed today"

[dearstvckyx]

Flufftober | 10.04 |

Rained In - Luke Hughes ft Umich Boys

The rain poured incessantly outside the University of Michigan dorms, tapping rhythmically on the windows and turning the usually vibrant campus into a gray wash of water and fog. Inside, however, a cozy atmosphere prevailed. Luke Hughes and his friends, Dylan Duke, Ethan Edwards, and Jacob Truscott, were huddled in Luke’s dorm room, seeking refuge from the downpour.

“Man, I thought we’d get some sun today,” Jacob complained, flopping down onto Luke’s bed. “This rain is relentless!”

“Tell that to the forecast,” Ethan chuckled, glancing at his phone. “Looks like we’re stuck here for a while.”

Luke, sitting cross-legged on the floor beside his coffee table, glanced toward the door. “We could call it a study day,” he suggested with a devilish grin.

Dylan smirked. “Or we could have a game day! Mario Kart, anyone?”

The guys erupted in laughter as Ethan pulled out his Nintendo Switch, and within moments, the room was filled with competitive banter.

Just as the games were heating up, a knock at the door interrupted them. Luke opened it to find his girlfriend standing there, her hair damp from the rain and a bright smile breaking through her slightly soaked appearance.

“Babe! Perfect timing,” he said, stepping aside so she could enter. “We were just about to do some serious gaming!”

“Really? Gaming? In a storm? This sounds like the perfect way to spend the day!” She beamed, shaking off an umbrella and taking a seat on Luke’s bed next to Jacob.

The rain continued to pour outside, creating a cocoon of sound that felt both calming and electrifying. Luke took a moment to appreciate the scene before him—his friends surrounding him, laughter and playful shoving, and his girlfriend right by his side.

As the game commenced, the competitive atmosphere kicked into high gear. Mia was surprisingly fierce, yelling at the screen as she maneuvered her character through chaotic racetracks. It wasn’t long before she matched Dylan’s fierce competitive spirit, and the two were locked in a heated rivalry.

“What? How are you so good?” Dylan exclaimed after Mia expertly took the lead, her determination evident in the fire in her eyes.

“Maybe you should watch and learn, Duke!” Mia quipped back, a teasing smile gracing her face.

As the laughter echoed off the walls, Luke felt a swell of happiness. Amid the chaos of college life and the pressures of academic and athletic responsibilities, moments like these reminded him of the simple joys that grounded him.

Just as the guys were engaging in some good-natured trash talk, the lights flickered once, twice, and then went out completely. A brief silence fell over the room before it erupted in laughter again.

“Great! We’re officially doomed,” Jaco joked, digging his phone out for light.

“Great timing, huh?” Ethan said, snickering. “Looks like it’s time for some old-fashioned storytelling.”

“Or maybe we can play by candlelight?” Mia suggested, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

“I love that idea!” Luke chimed in.

They gathered around Luke’s desk, lighting a couple of small candles that Mia has bought the boys. It created a warm glow and a feeling of intimacy that broke through the earlier chaos.

As the night wore on, the storm outside faded, but the memories they created lingered sweetly in the dim light, marking the day forever in their hearts.

[nemo-of-house-hamartia]

WEDNESDAY WIP

(….)

Jacob grabbed Dorothea by the wrist, and dragged her in the nearest empty room.

“I always knew you were a barbarian, but now I know that you have also gone out of your mind in this past century!” she hissed, yanking her arm away. “I ought to have the Sheriff cut your head off for what you have just done! How dare you lay your hands on me in front of the entire Court?”

“I agreed to come to Elysium and respect your conditions, but I never said I was going to speak in front of those pompous buffoons that you surround yourself with!”

A look of pure indignation flashed on the Dorothea’s face, transforming her usually soft features in a mask of hostility.

“I will oversee these slights toward my Court this time and this one time only, Baron. Now speak, and do it ever so quickly, before my patience wear even thinner than what it already is!”

Nostrils flaring, both Jacob and Dorothea stood their ground, refusing to lower their gazes, as if in doing so they were asserting their dominance over the other.

Yet, the Baron of East London was fighting against each instinct in his body that made him want to take her in his arms and bury his face against her shoulder and golden white hair, the same way she did when he had just awaken from his Embrace.

When he was turned - when he was sired- it happened without the consent of the then Prince of London.

And Dorothea saved him from being killed for the mere crime of existing, interceding for him at Elysium.

She took him in with Arno and helped him navigate those first nights.

Chest rising up and down as his mind flew back to the present, Jacob tried to clear his head and think straight - something that always seemed impossible when she was around him.

A knock on the door made them both turn their head at the same time.

“My Prince?”

Dorothea’s eyes softened at Arno’s voice.

Despite the rest of the Court being busy dancing away, she knew her Sheriff would have his eyes peeled on the one that could potentially be cause of mayhem.

“Worry not, Sheriff,” she answered back with the most neutral voice she could muster. “I will be fine. Just make sure that none is to cross this threshold while I am convening with the Baron,”

She knew Arno would weight every possibility before doing as he was told. But she knew that he trusted her, and soon enough, she heard his switf steps walk away from the door.

Only then, Dorothea crossed her arms against her chest and turned to look at the kindred in front of her with barely disguised hatred.

“Now, speak.”

Despite the irritation starting to build in his chest again at the arrogant tone in her voice, a part of Jacob’s dead heart was bleeding at the coldness in her hardened stare.

Her eyes were like two diamonds, just as gelid, just as hard, just as transparent in the emotions they concealed within.

And he saw nothing there but a freezing chill-inducing emptiness.

She hadn’t always been like this.

There had been a time where she would look at him with warmth compassion and kindness -well, as kindly as a kindred could.

That time had long vanished, and he knew that his action had been the cause for that warmth to disappear.

He would find a way to atone for the pain his sins had caused her. He had sworn it on his sister's grave.

But now only one thing mattered: her safety.

“You will do better to heed the words I’m about to speak, Dorothea. You are in the danger. All of you. All of us. You and I, your precious Sheriff-“ he added with a tone that reeked of venom. “Lucia, Ezio and Federico. Everyone single one of us is in danger. Every. Single. One.”

Dorothea raised an eyebrow, painting an expression of incredulity on her face.

“Danger?” she murmured back, fighting to drown a small laughter of contempt. “I do not presume to know what you have been up to in the past decade, but I assume you might have noticed that we are constantly hunted down by the Inquisition and that danger is a daily hindrance for us all?”

“Sarcasm won’t make you safer, Dorothea!” Jacob growled, taking her by the shoulders. “You need to listen to me, because he is coming and he is coming for you, his sire!”

Dorothea’s eyes widened, her face turning even paler than how it normally was.

Had her heart been alive, it would have dropped in her chest.

She didn’t need Jacob to speak his name.

She knew exactly who he was talking about.

There were may people that wanted to see her dead, for the most different reasons: such was the price for being the Prince of London.

Dorothea was always mindful about the constant lingering presence of Mithras, hidden away in his century-long slumber but ever vigilant.

She always exercised healthy caution with the perennial presence of the Inquisition in the city, that rendered every Kindred’s life absolute Hell.

But nothing on that Earth could ever cause a chill in her stomach like the thought of her Childe - the man she herself had turned into one of theirs- on the path to find her and with the intent of coming for her head.

“It seems I was finally able to get your attention,” Jacob murmured, allowing a small smirk to appear on his lips.

“How do you know?” she whispered, barely able to breathe, as she quietly shook her ringlets in disbelief.

Jacob swallowed hard, relenting the grip around her shoulders.

“Hiraeth. I don’t know how that lassie managed to evade Hamartia’s sight, but she did and she told me. And she told me something more,”

Dorothea felt only dread at the tone of his voice.

“What more could she have told you?”

“He is not coming alone. He is backed up by the Sabbat. He is backed up by Kaecilius and Verona themselves,”

Dorothea let out a small gasp, her thoughts running immediately to Lucia.

If even half of what the Regent of the Chantry had ever told her was true about the Cardinal of Denmark and the Archibishop of Copenhagen...then Jacob was right, and they were as good as dead.

(....)

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OMG NEMO WRITING???

how is that even possible one might ask lololol

truth is, it's Wednesday, so I took the chance to just share something I have been working on in the past few days (the brain has been braining, than goodness for that tbh, because without my tablet I am utterly restless lololol).

SO YES, HERE YOU HAVE A SMALL WIP OF MY DRAFT FOR MY VTM!AU.

I truly hope to be able to finish ALL THE CHARACTERS template soon enough, because I cannot wait to share them all with you all! <3

in the meanwhile, I hope you will like this <3

--Nemo

[inafieldofdaisies]

Collapse (Far Cry 6 DLC) | Revelation “The Book of Joseph”, vol. 2 | Scenery appreciation (vol. 8-?)

/ That Faith audio was so well done, with the different voices overlapping. At first I though the audio had bugged and it's echoing bcs that same issue happened with one of John's lines ("Ding, ding, we have a winner") in the other Revelation. But the next second it hit me... it's on purpose. Oh, the symbolism.

vol. 1 for more:

[ca-suffit]

Hi! Have you watched Jacob interview? He made very clear he dislikes Loumand and kinda make the same point Lestans do, they are all monsters so you can’t judge them. He also said Louis know he has some kind of power ove Lestat, he means Lestat loves him so much he knows how to hurt his feelings and being cruel I guess. I love him but he gave some points to the worst part of the fandom :/

Putting this ask with this too: "have you watched jacob’s interview with autumn? he hates loumand so. much. and he does not seem to like armand much either lol maybe no jassad interviews was for the better"

I watched and took extensive notes and bitched on twitter.

To touch on Loumand first, here's the one positive thing he said that I wanted to get down word for word, cuz I knew the fandom would overlook it (not any of u, I mean in general).

"And, like, I think the fact he jumps into that relationship with Armand so quickly…which I think is, like, um….I think that it is based on something. There is an attraction, there is a pull. But, like, the fact that he jumps into that relationship in the way he does. And he has to construct this kind of dream version of Lestat. He's not able to be on his own. He's just not one of those people. He has to have a distraction and he has to have, I think, something to fight against. Like he needs…a….like a foil? He needs…he needs like…some…some passion but also somebody that he can disagree with and have a problem with. And it distracts him from all the problems he has with himself." (From the "Louis is finally living on his own" segment)

But, ya, overall...aside from saying at a point that he does feel bad for Armand (and complimenting Armand as an individual character outside of being with Louis), it is v heavy on disliking Loumand and kind of killing it all dead p instantly. He does say "Fuck Lestat" too but he also refers to them as "soulmates" and mentions the "vampire bond" and all (which I thought everyone agreed is not....rly real? Not in the way Louis is using it to excuse his pull to Lestat, anyway, but...idk w/e). But, ya, he says at a point that he feels like Loumand never rly even spent much time together. That Louis was always out eating and doing something and Armand would stay behind and "play house."

He also does later touch upon a fear of being too dismissive of them but also says he didn't understand their relationship in the book either and feels like the show is true to the book (it is and it isn't).

I mean. I think there's a lot that could be talked about more in all of this but Autumn isn't someone who...asks about much, so here we are.

Like. I fucking hated that whole "can't moralize," "they're all awful" shit too, bcuz ya I know the fandom is gonna run wild with that. I also think, sry to Jacob, that it's shit to say that? There's a lot u can still explore in a topic about a character's motivations. There's a LOT of racial motivations for things in these stories, for example, and it's v harmful to gloss over them and say they're all awful and it's just what it is. I also don't expect only the actors of color to speak on this tho, I think white actors should be talking about this more often too bcuz there's more protection there to speak about it without being seen as "a problem." I'm not trying to go too hard on Jacob for this part, just like I don't think Delainey needed to be the one asked about the trial (and still the only one who has been?).

There was a little bit of the cruelty part that I liked (this is in the "Louis's cruelty" section) where he calls threatening Lestat with "vampire loneliness" a "mutual punishment." I think there's a lot to explore there for the character of Louis, for the Loustat relationship, for what it does to Lestat too. But...not in this fandom lol. Not with the "mutual punishment" prbly leading to some bullshit about 1x5 again ffs. But there was a rly bad post in the last week about not being able to see all these "book" Louis qualities in Jacob's Louis and this is such a prime example of some real Catholic shit Louis does.

This is long. I might write separate posts later going into more stuff from my notes and having this sit in my head some more.

I want to be clear tho that this isn't meant to be any excuse for slamming Jacob or simplifying this down to shipping wars or whatever else. It's overall all connected to racism issues in this fandom and the ways that all of these conversations (or lack of them) affect these things too. All of these actors are their characters as well and all tend to speak from their perspectives and also know these stories from other angles and goals of the show instead of whatever reasons we're all here. I wish the interviews had more depth but I'm not trying to create more friction in the fandom with reducing this down to some kind of soundbite like "fuck Jacob cuz he doesn't like Loumand!" or w/e.

[lunaarmy]

Renesmee Chose Jaco

No matter which way you look at it it's creepy, but that's beside the point.

I dont think Jacob imprinted on renesme. I think renesme imprinted on him. I know that doesn't make sense, but I really think she chose him. I believe it was her choice because of the way she refers to him in the book.

At least, that's how I want to think of it because the other way around is a little skeezy.

[disarmluna]

Marc Jacobs Spring 2023 

[dragonsdendoodles]

lev and enoch o connor eating pancakes while jaco is crying in the bathroom

Why is Jacob crying

[abbatoirablaze]

Back To You, Chapter 2

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: angst

“You really messed up, Victor.”

“I don’t need you telling me your opinion, Jake!”

“Bethany-“

“Is my problem,” he growled at his brother, “I don’t need you or anyone else getting involved.”

“I thought you were going to UCLA with her,” he frowned, pointing out the plan that everyone had known about, “she’s supposed to be your endgame, isn’t she?  You go get your engineering degree and she becomes a social worker!  Then the two of you have some kids in a SoCal mini mansion that her dad owns.  You were the lucky one.  Uncle would have given you everything on a silver platter because you two have been together since elementary school!  Their family would-”

“Jaco-“

“Your life was all planned out,” he sighed, shaking his head as he cut his younger brother off once more, “why would you throw that away, Victor?”

“I didn’t think that I’d get in…”

“All you had to do was keep your head down and live life, Victor,” he sighed, shaking his head at him, “but you couldn’t even do that, could you?”

“You never come around anymore…”

“I’m the disappointment, remember?” Victor taunted his older brother, “can’t exactly do that and be the dutiful son, can I?  Otherwise, I’d be encroaching on your territory!”

“I wanted you to be there for family dinner…”

“You and I both knew that I wasn’t going to be there.”

“Beth was there…Uncle came too!” Victor frowned as he looked at his brother.  Jacob rolled his eyes at him, “you two still not talking to each other, I take it?”

“I haven’t really talked to her since that night, Jacob,” he groaned as he took another shot, “you know that.  I mean, we see each other every so often, bu-”

“Trust me…I know.”

Victor’s brow quirked as he managed to look at his brother once more, “what’s that supposed to mean?”

Jacob only shook his head at his brother, “never mind…just…if you were home, you would know…”

“Jacob.”

“Come to a family dinner, Victor…see mom.  See me and my girlfriend,” he begged, “come see Bethany…sh-she shows up every week.  I-“

“I can’t face Beth…” he frowned, shaking his head, “anyways…I barely have any free time working patrol.  After MIT and coming back home, I-”

“You’re here tonight…” Jacob pointed out, “how is it that you’re able to meet me for drinks if you’re always busy, Victor?  You know what I think.  I think that you’re just afraid to come home so you say you’re busy.  Always busy!”

“I’m not always busy…it’s just hard to find time…to plan things.”

“That’s an excuse.”

Victor’s jaw tensed as he looked at Jacob once again, “It’s not.”

“Then come to dinner,” he begged once again, trying his luck, “it’s been eight years since you’ve actually been home.  I’m practically an actual doctor now.”

“Jacob.”

“Don’t make me get on my hands and knees and beg you,” the younger sibling grumbled, “I just want my whole family to be with me as I celebrate.”

“Celebrate?”

A blush rose up onto Jacob’s cheeks, “I-I’ve been inviting her over to family dinners for nearly a year…and mom gave me the bracelets last month…”

“The ones that grandpa bought for our future wives?”

He nodded, “yeah…I-I’m going to propose to her next week at dinner…if you show up…I-I want everyone to be a part of it.  I want everyone there, Victor…”

“Jacob.” Victor felt bad now for avoiding the special invitation that his brother made every week to him for the past few weeks, “I-I didn’t know.”

“And you wouldn’t,” he reminded his brother, “you haven’t been home in eight years.  I graduated and got my four-year degree and med school and you’ve still never come home.  You never came home for any of it, Victor…but I want you to be there.  I want my little brother to be in my life…I want you to be a part of this next big chapter in my life!  We don’t have dad!  It’s just us.  And I want you there.”

“I-I’ll show up…”

“That’s all I ask!” Jacob smiled, “thank you…”

“Victor!”

Mrs. Tans’ eyes widened as she saw her son in her doorway, a blonde giggling against his frame.  A blush rose onto Victor’s cheeks, “mom.”

“What are you doing here?” she asked, instantly looking over her shoulder. 

Inside the house Victor could hear animated conversation all boisterous and full of life in Cantonese.  He tried to look over her shoulder, but she stepped in front of the door a little more, almost closing it on herself.  She shot her son a look and then glared at the blonde on his arm.  “佢係邊個”(Who is she?)

“亞媽.  要有禮貌。  佢係我嘅客”He frowned (mother.  Be polite.  She’s my guest.)

“So English?” she asked, another glare shooting at the young woman, “you want me to accommodate?”

“Vicky,” the blonde giggled as she leaned into his side, “I thought you said that we weren’t going to be stopping here for long!”

“Ashley…”

“Oh, so you’re not even going to be here for long?” Mrs. Tan taunted, a new look crossing her face, “we’re just a blip on your little radar…the cop doesn’t have much time for us…no time for family!”

“Mom?” Jacob asked from his spot at the table, “who’s at the door?”

Fei glared at her son before looking back into the dining room. 

“Come on mom…we just want to celebrate…Jacob invited me…I want to be here for him.”

“Looks like the two of you have enough celebrating!” Fei said firmly, “I’m not going to let you ruin your brother’s night.”

“Mom…”

“MOM?”

“It’s no one!” Fei said over her shoulder, “Wrong house…I’m coming back.”

“You’re really not going to let me in?” Victor asked, hurt lacing his tone, “you’re really going to-“

“You don’t care about what’s happening here…” Fei announced, “you left for MIT and we were okay…but then you come back…and you go be police man…you know how the family feels about that choice.  You dishonored us, Victor.”

“Mom-“

“No,” she said, shaking her head, “you want to be with the family, you be here for all…not just good.  The bad too.”

“Mom…I-I’m trying to be here…”

“No…you start another day,” she answered, shaking her head firmly once again, “you come by when Jacob and his fiancé not here…you come by when Bethany not here.  You come by without her!  I don’t know this strange woman!”

“Fi-fiance?”

“Jacob was tired of waiting…he proposed to her after diner…go home Victor…”

“But mom-“

Victors’ words were cut off by the sight of his mother closing the door in his face.  His heart all but broke as he heard the voices inside.  The curtains were drawn, and he couldn’t see in, but he knew that everyone was inside without him.

“What a bitch!” the blonde frowned from his side, “isn’t she supposed to be happy to see you or something?  You’re her son.”

“Yeah…our family doesn’t really work like that,” Victor frowned, “and don’t call my mom a bitch…she has every right to lock me out after what I did to her and my brother.”

“What’d you do that’s so bad?”

“I walked out on them first…”

Chapter 3

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Jacob (My MSA X Survival Island Villain Hunter)

Full Name: Jacob Carmen

First Name: Jacob

Last Name: Carmen

Nicknames: Jac, Jaco, Sir/Boss/Master (His Minions: Terrence the Butler, Petra the Chef Cook, his Ellie the Former Chef Cook), Mr. Carmen

Gender: Male

Profile pic

Age: 50

Blood Type:

Occupation: Hunter 

Past Occupation: 

Favourite Shows/Games: ___/___/___/___

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Instrument: N/A

Favourite Animal: Hunter Dogs

Family Members Relatives: 

Other Family Members Relatives: 

Friends: His Butler and Chef Cook

Minions: Butler and Chef Cook

Enemies: Players, Survivors are escaping, Milo (Victim: Captor was escaped)

Species: Human

Status: Alive/Active

Alignment: Bad

Likes: Kill Animals, Catch People and Captors

Dislikes: Captors are escaping, Failed to kill Animals, 

Hobby: Kill Animals, Collecting Animals

Goals: Need to stop captors people are escaping, Kill Players and Teams, Kill Milo (All Failed)

Weapons: Hunter Weapons

Powers and Abilities: Hunter weapons

Skills and Abilities: Hunter Skills, 

Skin Colour: Tan  

Eyes Colour: Light Brown

Hair Colour: Hermit Gray 

Clothes: Hunter Outfit

Shoes: Hunter Outfit

Accessories: His Hunter Hat,   

Hair Styles: Swept-back  

Eyebrows styles: Normal  

Beard Style: Mustard

Scarred Makings: 

Face: Left Eye (Undamaged) Scarred

Cheeks: Two Scars

Body and Arms: Fought trying to kill Animals attacked

Personality: 

Crimes: Kidnapping, Attempted Murder, Poisoning

He was the Main Antagonist, Jacob is trying to attack Hunt. He was spying/constantly observing them. He called their radio to help arrive in his chopper to rescue them. Players and Teams are realized that Milo (Mystery Survivor) is warning of his manifest says: Going down it was a trap! Do not/Don’t trust JC!!! After, Players ate meals unnoticed causing them to fall asleep and wake up in a locked room. Players were kidnapped and captors. Players and Teams realized that bad people are not right and not better, they are trying to escape from his mansion. They were has escaped. He tries to kill them. They have fled to end to underground survivors. They captured him in anger from his victims who had survived the woods.

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For @laurasanchez36 

Jacob Carmen or something belongs to my new MSA oc sona Survival Island Villain

[sharp-teeth-and-archived]

I know Evie has an official handwriting look because we can see her notebook entries in the game, but I tried to find a font super similar to this. I think this is probably one of the closest. I think Evie, as the perfectionist she is, tries to make all her handwriting clear and concise. Even if she's the only one looking over her own notebook entries, she has the instinct to make it as readable and professional as possible.

Since Jacob in the 19th century, cursive was the writing style most people wrote in. Jacob still follows this, but I think Jacob's handwriting is more simplistic and less "professional". He writes quicker than Evie and spends less time trying to perfect his handwriting since Jacob doesn't like to spend his time writing. His handwriting is still neat, which shows Jaco has spent time perfecting his handwriting when he was younger.

Sean! So Sean is illiterate, but I would imagine he learned how to write out his name in reform school. Supposedly Sean has official handwriting in the game files, but I don't think Sean cares for cursive writing at all lmao. "Why do I have to write in cursive when this works just as well?" he takes pride in his less eloquent handwriting. A lot of the retracing over his words is from his time practicing how to read and write. He has to commit the shape of what's his writing to memory.

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