#all i know for them is the surname “Rook” is something they came up with on the fly bc they were playing chess with Chen when they got aske

[trebuchet151]

Hi! I'm helping Cigs out and posting some asks on his behalf because of how many people signed up, see as follows 💖:

Hello! Thank you for signing up for my little fandom project. Like I mentioned in my post, these will be once a month character building/exploration questions. I don't expect immediate answers. Feel free to take the whole month, if you need! If you have more than one Step, pick your favorite or whichever you think needs more love.

We're going to start with the basics this month: Where did your Sidestep get your name? Do they know what it means? Do they feel any particular way about their name?

-Cigs

I had to hold off on this til I revealed my second sidestep cuz I have no idea how to answer this one for Corey yet lmao. so yeah here's some Chase lore

Chase is her regene name! Her role on missions was essentially stalking/tracking targets that knew they were being hunted and thus were being really evasive and hard to reach, and she took her job WAY too seriously. Unlike Corey, who was infamous for being a defiant shithead towards their handlers, she was known for being teacher's pet and always on her best behavior. So the other regenes she worked with on missions started referring to her by her job title as a not-so-subtle dig at how single minded she was about it. a sort of "this Ken's job is beach" joke

She knows they meant it mockingly, but she embraced it and still loves her name/wears it like a badge of honor. Shes proud of her past accomplishments (even if there was a brief sidestep era "oh god what have i done" phase). There was no hesitation about using that as her name when Ortega asked her for one.

She chose her last name after a conversation she had with Julia about tia Elena/ her choosing to go by Ortega. For better or worse, she viewed the director through a familial lens, so choosing "Siepen" as a surname was both a power move and a way of deflecting blame for her problems onto her. Very much a "you made me/raised me to be like this so if you dont like it, its your fault" sort of vibe.

[ramshacklerumble]

Name, hobby and quote for Gia, Bobbi and Cusi? :3

NAME: What does your TWST OC’s name mean? Why does Rook/Floyd call them [insert nickname?]

gia yugo

‘gia’ has its roots in italian from what i could see, with the meaning ‘god is gracious.’ it wasn’t on purpose, but the irony isn’t lost on me. i actually didn’t pick the name for its meaning, but rather because when making ‘sonas’ or at the very least ocs that started out as ‘sonas’, i will try to give them names that start with the letter ‘g.’ gia is also a name i’ve been wanting to use ever since i’ve worked with a fellow genderqueer coworker named gia, i just really liked the name and it stuck. ‘yugo’ on the other hand is straight up the spanish word for the wooden frame typically on the backs of oxen, used to carry heavy burdens. hardy har har. it also had the added bonus of starting with the ‘yu’ sound.

i opted to keep the in-game yuu floyd nickname ‘shrimpy’ and actually centered gia’s hairstyle around it so that it made more sense in-verse as to why they get the name, as instead of darting away from him when floyd approaches, they don’t do anything as floyd playfully tugs at their ‘hair antenna.’ as you prolly know by now, the full name wings up being ‘mantis shrimp’ (which is hilariously, not really a shrimp— but that’s also still quite fitting.) gia’s violent streak and devastating right hook get them the title.

when it came to rook’s nicknames for them, though, i did end up choosing something different. when first meeting gia in science club, rook dubs them ‘masque de pierre’ or ‘stone mask’ due to their seemingly unflappable poker face. from book 3 onwards, however, rook gives them the name ‘monsieur géode.’ ‘geode.’ inner beauty, having to break the stone to see what glimmers within. all that good jazz. plus, it fits gia’s rising interest in magestones.

bobbi st. robins | beau fowl

‘bobbi’ comes from ‘robert’ which i’ve seen carry the meaning ‘bright fame’. bobbi was also not a name i picked for the meaning. i didn’t pick the name at ALL, actually. bobbi did. he showed up and told me without any input that his name was bobbi st. robins. spelled exactly like that. ‘st.robins’ or rather ‘saint robins’…well, can’t get any clearer than that, right?

as for his RSA disguise, while i did have to look for it, ‘beau’ came in fairly easy. meaning ‘beautiful’ or ‘handsome’ i found it a fun little fit for one meant to be in pomefiore. it also happens to be phonetically similar to ‘bow’ as in ‘archery bow.’ then you just have ‘fowl’…well, can’t get any clearer than that, right?

floyd originally only knows bobbi as beau, but even after finding out they’re both one and the same many…many years later— he keeps the nickname of ‘pelican.’ something that initially irks bobbi as he takes great pride in his transformations, he’s a STORK. but it’s until later than floyd might have had another reason for calling him so. pelicans really will snatch up anything they can get their bills around.

likewise, rook keeps his nickname for bobbi and beau the same. ‘roi de flèches’. ‘king of arrows.’ there is actually a story behind this one that i’ve been slowly been chipping away at, but for now lets go with: they both simply can’t resist a challenge.

cusi cápac

‘cusi’ comes from the quechua word ‘kusi’, meaning ‘pleasure’ or ‘joy.’ besides sounding similar to ‘kuzco’, i thought that the name fit someone who’s obsessed with indulging in the best life has to offer. she did give me a wicked hard time with her surname, though, to the point where i considered simply not giving her one. that was until she started circling the name ‘cápac’ with bright red marker on the screen— as in ‘manco capac’ the historical figure accredited as first governor and founder of the incan civilization. as well as figure that served as inspiration for the character that would eventually turn into ‘emperor kuzco’ when ‘new groove’ was still being worked as ‘empire of the sun.’ as it stands, i’m actually still researching into giving her a second name as it was a practice among emperors to don a new name when they rose to the throne.

floyd’s nickname for cusi is ‘beadlet anemone.’ she doesn’t like it and won’t respond to it, but it is what it is. floyd couldn’t help but find her comparable to the stubborn little things. won’t move unless they want to, waving their hands in the air like they just do not care, but they’ve got a bit of a sting to them if you try touching them. kinda annoying.

then we have rook, who up until this point, i haven’t figured out a reason why they’d interact— but on the chance they come across each other, rook does dub her ‘empereur d'or’ or ‘golden emperor.’ pretty spot on, honestly.

HOBBY: What are your TWST OC’s hobbies? Who among the cast will they possibly ask to join in their pastime?

gia yugo

prior coming to nrc, before magic flora and magestone creation rotted their brain with glowing mushrooms, gia’s passion was music. in truth, it still is— they’re a not-so-secret metalhead. they play the electric guitar. they don’t have much time to practice it nowadays, but they would secretly practice speed riffs under their parents’ noses. it’s actually something that would’ve gone entirely under the radar in nrc, had gia not once played quick riff on cater’s guitar, unknowingly with lilia as audience. this does kickstart a friendship with lilia as he encourages them into an impromptu jam with him. gia’s love for metal’s many subgenres makes them receptive and highly interested in exploring what twisted wonderland has to offer in the scene. fae folk metal? beastman power metal? ACTUAL PIRATE metal? are you telling them dethwater - album for fishes could be an actual thing?? they’re all for it. point is, if you want see gia have a genuine good time, throw them into a mosh pit.

bobbi st. robins

(theft? eating?) archery is the easy choice here, because frankly it is something bobbi has had interest in ever since he first heard the stories of the thief archer of the woods. and despite being self-taught, bobbi took it well and quick— wanna see him shoot that coin with his feet? he finally gets to show off a little when he enters ‘the arcane exchange’ as he runs into two people willing to give him a challenge. one rook hunt— with whom bobbi has a prior encounter with— and @tixdixl’s huntress, eveline dubois. bobbi and eve have a little back and forth game of hunter and prey that allows him to stretch his fingers and shoulders a bit and to be honest, he does bring a bit of that skill to his spell cast style during spell drive practice.

but adjacent to that hobby, and really the reason why bobbi could even pick up a bow in the first place, is because bobbi enjoys woodcarving. besides making his own bow, bobbi will make little wooden trinkets for the fun of it— or even as gifts. while he’s not particularly ashamed of it, bobbi isn’t as loud about his woodcarving endeavors as he is his archery, so to get something he’s personally made is a good sign.

cusi cápac

DANCE. although calling it a simple ‘hobby’ is an insult to her art. it’s a spiritual experience. cusi is one with the Groove.

she indulges in many styles of dance, but she’s most drawn to waacking when moved to freestyle. she takes up any opportunity to tear up the dance floor and doesn’t care who is around to watch— but contrary to popular belief, cusi appreciates a good dance partner. the Groove can find its way through anyone— from the greatest of royalty to the lowliest of peasants. she often finds herself partnering up with kalim during scarabia’s banquets and it’s not uncommon for dance offs with floyd to happen during basketball club— enough for even jamil to not help joining in despite the friction cusi has with him. cater has even managed to talk cusi to making an occasional post on magicam with him showing off their moves— which was enough for cusi to make an account for herself where she shows off her own choreography, she’s been making a rather rapid rise in followers.

really. it’s a shame she couldn’t attend the SDC auditions due to…a llama situation... but there’s always next year!

QUOTE: Give me something your TWST OC will say. Either something they always say or something iconic they said. Something that helps solve the problems or something that is a catalyst to even more issues.

gia yugo - “Easy. Either this works or it’s not my problem anymore.”

bobbi st. robins - “Sorry, officer. See, my face just looks like this— I look like I’m smiling even when I’m not. Oh no, I’m definitely smiling now.”

cusi cápac - “Not to be dramatic, but if I have to run another lap, I’m finding Vargas’ tracksuit cabinet and hurling into it.”

(i’m so sorry i took so long to answer this wheeze)

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[allykakamatsu]

Thought I'd do this with Yuu: (Full Bio)

Yuu Fontaine. Yuu just cause it's the standard and I thought it sounded nice, and Fontaine cause it's an elegant sounding French surname and they're from Pyroxene. As for nicknames, Floyd calls them Duckie and Rook calls them Roi de Birds.

The inspos are mostly from outside of Disney but the one Disney inspo he does have is Arthur from the Sword in the Stone

November 2nd, and they're 16 at the start of the year. Their birthday is closest to the Tweels. Their star sign is Scorpio but it isn't very accurate.

Due to a lot of convoluted nonsense they're in Ramshackle for their first year at NRC at least. Once they're properly sorted come year 2 they get put into Savanaclaw which is a surprise for a lot of people but Yuu is a skilled fighter and is incredibly persistent so they're a good fit.

They're in the same class as Sebek and while they get off to an iffy start they eventually become good friends.

They're about 5'9 so about Jamil's height.

Grey hair with light blue eyes.

They're from Pyroxene, however they didn't meet anyone from NRC prior to attending, though they are a fan of Vil's work (Note that I said NRC, they and Rollo have some history-)

They end up joining the equestrian club as they love animals and horse riding was something they always wanted to do. They like all their clubmates a lot (even if Riddle pre book 1 was... something), and the main issue that came up on the first day was almost running a sleeping Silver over with their horse Lin. All was forgiven but it was certainly an experience.

They're best at all of the physical subjects but also astrology to the surprise of many, though while it's not their best Yuu's favourite subject is animal languages. Tends to struggle a bit with potionology and will usually ask Riddle or Vil for help.

Whether it be horses or hedgehogs Yuu absolutely loves caring for animals, and has a bad tendency to sneak into Heartslaybul (post book 1 anyway) to play with them.

Just... doesn't like the sound of anything on a chalkboard. They don't judge anyone for it or even bring it up but it makes concentrating in a lot of classes pretty hard sometimes.

Is literally the polar opposite of Cater taste buds wise, aka they love anything sweet (especially hot chocolate) but cannot handle spice at all despite their best efforts. If they and Cater eating together at a party Trey isn't cooking for the two just swap foods first chance they get.

A surprisingly good sword fighter despite not much practice. Doesn't consider it anything too special, especially given they're generally not a fan of bloodshed which swords are used for, but Sebek and later the rest of Diasomnia notice, leading to Lilia sometimes roping them into training so they can get better and more comfortable with it.

Their UM is called Knightsoul. It let's them put up a very powerful barrier that blocks most spells, however it can only be used to cover others and not Yuu themselves, so when fighting solo they're more vulnerable. The incantation is: "To protect my friends, I will cast this spell. It may not work, but if I don't try I'll never know. Knightsoul!"

"I get why you're mad but I don't think Overblotting is going to help the situation!!"

Kind, energetic, reckless. Probably closest to Deuce personality wise.

They're the third child of a Pyroxene fashion designer, and had a pretty normal childhood, save for some very bloody nightmares. Also is unintentionally their houses roof is covered in bird poop ad they tend to sneak up there to feed the pigeons. However things took an interesting turn as on they say they were meant to go to Noble Bell for school, they were somehow teleported to a coffin at NRC instead. While this was a lot, not helped by Grim being a pyromaniac, they felt this was destiny so after Yuu called their parents to let them know they were fine they asked if they could go to NRC instead which they agreed to after some phone calls with Crowley.

Fave First year/Heartslaybul: Ace (it's more or less a tie with Deuce but Ace wins out slightly)

Fave Savanaclaw: Jack

Fave Octavinelle: Floyd

Fave Scarabia: Kalim

Fave Vice Housewarden: Jamil

Fave Pomfiore: Epel

Fave Ignihyde: Ortho

Fave Diasomnia: Sebek

Fave Second Year: Silver

Fave Third Year: Cater

Fave Housewarden: Riddle

20. Ace AND Deuce. They bonded early on over getting collared by Riddle (Ace for the tart thing, Yuu for trying to pet the hedgehogs, and Deuce for trying his best but still making mistakes) and despite all of them beinga. unique flavour of dumbass at points their friendship kept getting stronger, to the point when Ace and Deuce were taken out of commission in book 6 Yuu was worried sick, leading to them realising their own feelings and confessing to the pair while they were unconscious... and they both happened to wake up as they said it. There was a lot of awkward blushing afterwards but in the end they all confessed and got together.

GET TO KNOW YOUR TWST OCs (and their relationships)

(Or how I make up excuses to blabber about my OC lol. Most of the "who" questions are aimed at the twst cast, but feel free to include other twst OCs as well!)

Name: What does your twst OC's name mean? Why does Rook/Floyd call them [insert nickname]?

Inspiration: Is your twst OC inspired by any villains? Concepts? Anything Disney-related?

Age/Birthday: How old is your twst OC? When is their birthday? Whose birthday (among the cast) is closest to your twst OC's? Does the horoscope lie or do they get along well?

Dorm: Which dorm is your twst OC in? Why? Which qualities they have make them suitable for said dorm? Do they have a roommate and how is their relationship?

Class: Who is your twst OC's classmate(s)? How would you describe their relationship? Did they have different classmates in previous year and did they get along?

Height: How tall is your twst OC? Are they conscious about their height? Are they close to someone with similar leg length?

Hair/Eye color: What are your twst OC's hair and eye colors? Who got the closest/opposite palette to them?

Homeland: Where is your twst OC from? Do they know anyone from the same hometown prior to NRC?

Club: Which club does your twst OC join and why? Is there anything memorable about the club fair day/their first day at the club? Which clubmate is their favorite?

Subject: What is your twst OC's best subject? Worst? Do they study with another whom excels at the same subject? Do they ask anyone for help with the subject they are bad at?

Hobby: What are your twst OC's hobbies? Who among the cast will they possibly ask to join in their pastime?

Pet peeves: What are your twst OC's pet peeves and which one in the cast accidentally (or not) commit the "crimes"? How will your twst OC deal with that person?

Food: What is your twst OC's favorite and least favorite food? Why (optional)? Is there anyone they can share their favorite food? Is there anyone they can count on to take over the food they dislike?

Talent: What is your twst OC's talent(s) and who can properly appreciate that?

Unique Magic/Signature spell: What is your twst OC's UM (if applicable)? What can they do? What is the incantation? Is there any weaknesses/loopholes and who can exploit those?

Quote: Give me something your twst OC will say. Either something they always say or something iconic they said. Something that helps solve the problems or something that is a catalyst to even more issues.

(Ok I'm kinda running out of ideas here) Personality: Give me 3 adjectives to describe your twst OC. Or an essay. Whichever works. Whose personality among the cast is closest to your twst OC and do they get along?

Backstory: Tell me anything about your twst OC's backstory. Their childhood, their parents, their siblings etc. Does their backstory affect how they are as a character now and how they interact with the cast?

Pick only one: Let your twst OC pick only one and explain the reasons: only one favorite from each dorm, only one favorite housewarden/vice housewarden, only one favorite first/second/third year etc.

(For my beloved yume shippers) Partner: Who do you ship your twst OC with? Are they in a relationship? If yes, how did it start/end? If no, why?

[smalltowndetective]

1, 17 and 22 for any detective of your choice for the detailed oc ask (no rush to answer, take your time, especially if you're busy 💕)

Hello! Thank you so much for asking, you’re the best! Sorry this is late! 

So, since I am a massive name nerd, I’m going to answer 1 for each of my detectives, and then I’ll answer one detective for the other two! 

1. What’s their full name? Why was that chosen? Does it mean anything?

Thea Annaliese Holland (romances Felix): Now, something that is probably good to mention that I spend way too long on my detectives before even playing the game haha. I spent forever on trying to figure out names for them that fit their character, and Thea is no exception. I spent a while with her first name actually being Theadora and Thea being her nickname (I might bring this back for a reincarnation AU later) But Thea by it self fit her better? It has that lighter feel to it, less regal-sounding, and it suits her much better. Thea is the Anglicized version of Theia, the Greek goddess of light, so I really liked that as well. Middle name took me forever to figure out, since Thea is not an easy name to figure a middle name for, but I came across Annaliese, and it really fit her. Meaning “grace” and the softness of it is just really pretty to me. And for poor Thea, I did so much planning for her character before playing her route for the first time, wrote so many notes on her about everything under the sun, to just forget that I needed to give her a surname haha! So, with no idea what exactly to do, I used a random name generator, and wouldn’t you know it, the first one that I got back was Holland, which I really liked how Thea Holland sounded, so I went with it. 

And while I suppose that’s why I choose it, but I suppose I can tell a little bit about why Rebecca and Rook choose it as well. Kind of along the same vein as me, I have Rebecca wanting to use the full form of the name, while Rook wanting to shorten it, thinking the full name sounded slightly too regal for his tastes. Obviously, Thea won out in the end, and that is now her full name. :)

Natasha Kate Trexler (romances Adam): Now, for Natasha I just really just really liked Natasha as a first name, something about it just sounding right (Natasha means “born on Christmas Day” actually, but she was born in late spring haha!) It’s slightly harsher then Natalia, my first thought for what to name her,  and it fit her much better with her as a name. And, back when I played the game originally, I had her nickname be Nat, but I do know how confusing that Adam and Nat looks to everyone else, so I’ve decided to avoid using it in the future haha! (Natasha isn’t the type to really use nicknames anyway, but I do personally think that once we actually get to deep relationship Adam, he would be the only person who calls her so) For her middle name, I forgot there was technically a Kate already in the story, (Garret Hayes’s mother) but since it was a middle name that won’t be mentioned ever, I decided to stick with it. Kate means “pure” and I really liked it instead of using a longer form like Katherine. And for her surname, Trexler is a surname from German origin, and it means “turner” believed to be referring to a wheelwright (Rook in Natasha’s route is from German descent) 

And for how Rook and Rebecca choose the name, with Rebecca in this route being from Russian descent, that is how Natasha was originally decided on in the first place, with Kate a compromise between the two of them for something slightly softer. :)

Pearl Evelyn Reid (romances Nate): Since Pearl was my first detective (that’s a bit of a surprise I’m sure haha) I didn’t actually think of her name much before the game, since well, I had never played any interactive fiction at all before and it wasn’t something that I realized that I would want to do. But I do really like the name anyway. Pearl is obviously just a gem name for the well, actual Pearl, and it is kind of an old-timey name, which kind of suits her really well. Pearl is very tech focused skill wise, but she also has a vintage decorated apartment, so the different in those two has always been something that I have liked about her. Her middle name, Evelyn (which I choose for) means “desired, wished for” and also “water” which they both kind of fit. Pearl loves the ocean (I’ve always put Wayhaven as a seaside town) and it’s something that she has always been very special to her. (Nate’s hesitance to it makes her pause, but she hasn’t asked him much about it yet) (And I like the desired, wished for meaning as well, because I do think that the three of them were a very happy family before Rook’s death) And with her surname, Reid apparently means Red (I wasn’t looking at meanings at the time, so not making her a red head was a bit of a oversight on my part haha!) I also really like how “Rebecca Reid” sounds as well!

And for Rook and Rebecca, Pearl always remind me of the novel Scarlet Letter, which the main character names her daughter Pearl, her mother’s “only treasure”, and this kind of relates into everything after Rook’s death. It’s slightly old-timely, but it was something that both of them liked a lot ( I do think of all the names, they probably were able to agree on this one the quickest haha!) :)

Mariana “Mari” Rebecca Gonzales (romances Mason): It took me forever to play Mason’s route for the first time, since I was really having a hard time finding a detective that I really liked that would work very well. In the end, I went with a very different detective then the others, and after a while, I really do like her. There are several meanings for Mariana, from “bitter” to “beloved” which again, kind of both fit her. Mariana never wanted to be a detective, and is very bitter about it and her mother’s absences, but even with that, she is beloved by the people in her life anyway. Mari is what she goes by when she can, the nickname more comfortable for her, hating the almost stiff formality of her full name. And of course, for angst reasons only, I used my detective with the absolute worse relationship with Rebecca her name as a middle. (Was going to do so for all my detectives, but I really like it just being her haha) Mari does avoid talking about her middle name for this reason, and is less then thrilled about it for that reason. Now, for the surname, Rook in Mari’s route is Spanish, so well it made sense to give her one with that heritage. It is a different spelling of Gonzalez, meaning “war” or “battle” and for my combat focused detective who wanted to join the military, it really fit.

And for Rook and Rebecca, it was important to them that Mariana had a name that tied her to her heritage, and Rebecca was the initial one who brought up Mariana as a name. Rook’s idea right back, (in only Mari’s route) was to give her Rebecca’s name as a middle name, another connection to her mother. It took her a bit, but she did agree, and that is now her name (regardless of Mari feels about it haha!)

(Going to put the rest of the answers under the cut!)

17. Do they like to take photos? What do they like to take photos of? Selfies? What do they do with their photos?

Detective: Thea Holland (Felix)

I saw this question, and I couldn’t help not answer it for Thea, as much as I have talked about this recently haha! One of Thea’s hobbies is photography, and it something that she has done a lot of in the past few years leading up to Book 1. She loves to take pictures of just about anything in front of her, capturing that moment forever, but in Wayhaven, there are not many weddings, but she was been hired to do wedding photography a few times, which she always loves doing. Being able to give them memories of what (hopefully is!) one of the happiest days of their life is really special to her. (And Thea is also a huge hopeless romantic, so there is that to!) She has also done portrait pictures for the people of Wayhaven as well, and Thea is the closest you can get to a real photographer without having to go to the big city. She is not the biggest fan of selfies by herself, but with Felix? She’ll gladly do so. :) A lot of pictures that she takes do end up with the clients, but in her office, she does have framed pictures of the flowers around Wayhaven on the wall. And now as her and Felix are officially dating, perhaps there will be pictures of the two of them together in her office as well. :)

22. What are their favorite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back?

Detective: Natasha Trexler (Adam)

Natasha is probably not the best detective I have to answer this for, but I was reminded of something, and I don’t think I can avoid not mentioning this haha. She is incredibly stoic, and most insults she keeps in her head, a slight glare the only sign of what she is really is feeling. If you do annoy her enough, you might get a very flat insult, the harshness not hold back at all, no humor, just pure insult. And while there have been plenty of times where Adam has absolutely frustrated her, but she normally won’t say anything. But that time that he broke her plant, and then tried to say her office was cluttered? Natasha hates clutter with a passion, it not allowing her to focus, and her office is always immaculate, the only reason the plant in there was in the first place was because it was a gift from Tina. She would have not have put it in there otherwise. So, to hear Adam say that? If Nate wasn’t there, there would have been some few choice words that she thrown back into his face. And to the last question, Natasha hates gossip, so she does not talk behind anyone's back at all. If she doesn’t like you, you’ll know. 

[itstheendofthegoddamnworld]

Now, Where Were We?

Happy New Year everyone! Since people liked the first one, here is another Jacob Frye x Reader one-shot! Slightly longer than before, so be prepared!

Summary: Jacob can never get his favourite Rook alone before being disturbed. 

Jacob was always told never to pick favourites, and that was for everything. From a young age, he had been taught of crucial lessons by his father, over the virtues of their Creed; teachings in which his sister caught on quicker than him.

From then on, the youngest Frye twins was never someone to keep at one thing, enjoying something and straying away from it. If there was something better than a possession he already owned, there was no stopping him from wanting to have it; a cycle that never ended.

What was the point in keeping to one thing for the rest of your life, when you had so many things that could keep you entertained?

Jacob Frye was always one to never have one thing for long, and for an assassin well known with a gang he planned out to take over the boroughs of London against the Blighters, anyone and everyone were more than surprised that he stuck with it.

When it came to Evie - who balanced this perfectly with a flip of a coin to land well each time - she had been one to criticise her younger brother for his failures in keeping to missions and plans.

When it came to his Rooks, he knew every single one of them and admired their valour and service to help against the Templars and Blighters, each one a name he had remembered with a face he couldn’t forget.

If anything, Jacob always thought it wouldn’t be good to keep favourites, who were always in his good books and who he liked more than others just on how they were outside of the field of their work.

This idea fell down the drain when he grew a certain liking to a certain Rook.

He remembered recruiting you, the date and the event that had taken down prior to it all. He had been impressed by your motivation and mere strength for not giving in and always thinking to the recruits, regardless if they were more experienced or rookies. 

In some ways, his view on you was what he had wanted in the first place when he had first wanted to start a gang, and the pure fire that burned within you that made him see what a shining example you were to him and others.

Evie had spotted this admiration, calling it ‘mere respect’, when in actuality, she had wanted to call it a crush.

It had been an ordinary day in the morning of London, where there other many civilians walking around going about their business, as well as you too.

You had hopped onto their hideout on the train when it came into the station, a place that the Frye twins trusted very few Rooks in knowing and not betraying against the Templars or other rival gangs. 

A request from the boss himself was asking you to come to meet him, wishing for your advice on taking over another piece of Blighter territory; the final step into taking over another borough.

Your feet moved like clockwork getting you from the side of the train to the second carriage. That was where you found Jacob, laid out like Julius Cesar being fed grapes on the sofa, in a relaxed posture with his legs up.

Upon your entry, you took note that he was the only one in the room, no sign of his sister anywhere nor Greenie.

“Mornin’ boss.” You greeted, walking through the doorway to take note of his body language. His languid hazel eyes lingered on yours longer than you had expected and... was he slowly looking you up and down again?

This behaviour wasn’t the first time you had been introduced to the bosses’ laid-back yet charming personality. You had been there to witness his drinking habits in pubs when you and another Rook had to drag him back to an angry Evie.

But from the many conversations the two of you had, you were pleased in knowing how relaxed he was in person; a guy who cared for those like his family and for those suffering.

You didn’t want to admit that you may have had a major crush on the assassin.

His gaze was always one that made you both nervous and timid, biting the inside of your cheek as he acknowledged you from his seat. 

“How nice to see you here again, Y/N.”

He always called you by your first name after the initial introductions, never once calling you by your surname like all the other members. 

It was something that made you anxious to stand, continually attempting to maintain eye contact with him, when all you wanted to do was shy away from his flirtatious eyes.

Or, so you thought he was flirtatious actions when it could’ve just been his character.

He was kind to everyone, yet you couldn’t help your heart from ticking a little quicker when you succeeded in making him grin or laugh at something you had said - whether it had been a little quip or joke to lighten the mood.

You tugged on your yellow armband in instinct for when you grew warily nervous and more watchful, something that never went unnoticed. Jacob was told of it one time by another Rook, a couple of months after getting to know you.

He had used it in ways to see if he could get you riled up. Most of the time, just in his body language whether he was subtle or not around you (only when it came to you and none of the other rooks) it would’ve been obvious.

“Mr Frye, you wanted to see me?” You questioned after some time just watching him from his reclined posture. “Yes, it seems that the last gang holdout has been pushed back, with no supplies coming in after our successful detoxication.” He spoke.

“I think it is high time for us to finish what we had sorted in beginning. From tomorrow, this territory will be owned by the Rooks.”

It was always so fascinating watching him speak out about his gang with such wonder and eyes of a cheerful puppy - so eager in wanting the best for his gang.

“If I may, Boss, you have asked me to come and speak with you about these matters, when you have Miss Frye or even someone more experienced than I.” You began, uneasy, twiddling your fingers.

“What I’m trying to ask his boss, is why do you always ask me and not someone else?”

Jacob’s eyes softened more so than normal (and that was saying something), as he stood from his feet to walk over to where you stood. He was always taller than you by a few inches, but still, seeing him so close to you, your heart fluttered once again from collapsing in from the inside of your chest.

“To put it simply, Y/N, I like your company.”

“Hmm?” You blinked owlishly at his words, simply stated but you were trying your best to remain calm in the situation, “I do not know how I feel about that, boss-”

“Jacob, please. We are alone, aren’t we?” His voice was low and sultry against your ear, practically his body was blocking you against the wall behind you, and you could barely even hear your breathing over the sound of the train squeaking against the tracks.

“What must we discuss, Jacob?” You found your voice through the screeching, looking up into his hazel eyes, and you had mistaken his charismatic eyes for ones of wanton.

His hand had slipped to further trap you against the wall, and you couldn’t help but press yourself against him involuntarily as if you needed the touch of him against you. He leant into your face, your eyes trailing down to his lips, darting u before you were caught.

“Perhaps, we can discuss these matters alone, in the evening, in my own room-” 

You had ignored the noises of footsteps clicking their way into the second carriage, an occupied Evie staring at her papers as she walked through from behind.

“Mr Green has given us another target to speak with, Jacob. We’re needed to speak with him shortly-- oh?”

You were the first to pull away from Jacob, moving his hand so you could slip out, face flush as you stared wide-eyed at the oldest of the Frye twins.

She gave you a questionable yet quizzical look, looking between you and her brother with an amused gaze. Jacob didn’t look as frightened of being caught, but he looked more annoyed for being disturbed.

“M-Miss Frye, if you excuse me.” You bowed your head in acknowledgement, not daring to meet Jacob’s eye as you hurried out of the carriage, nearly throwing yourself off the track and onto the platform the train was passing by.

You were given some strange looks, but you were too busy taking off running to notice, smothering your cheeks from looking so flush as you ran back to your base.

-

You had attempted to stifle your embarrassment that same evening, pressing your face into the sleeve of your arm as you heard the uproar of laughter beside you, a firm slap to your back causing you to look up from the soreness.

“I knew it! I bloody knew it!” The boisterous laughter of the man beside you brought you to swallow more of the warm ale.

“Stuff it, Eddie, I don’t want to hear your mockery.” You snapped, slugging your drink with the intent on finishing it; regardless of how little soberness was left in you by the end of the night.

“I just cannot believe that you’re telling me this?” Eddie’s cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, his azure eyes glazed over from the amount he had drunk, his stocky figure leant against the bar in his seat. “You fancy the boss?”

“Hush, you git!” You screeched, teeth grit. “Or I’ll skin you alive!”

“B’ah! Oh, the thought of your little crush getting out terrifies you, doesn’t it?” He roared with laughter, sloshing his drink around and nearly knocking half of it on you.

“Eddie, I swear to God, if you tell him, I’ll-”

“Tell who what?” The familiar voice resounded from behind the two of you. Your blood froze in your body, all body functions stilling at the idea of knowing who was there.

“Boss, nice to see ya here this evening,” Eddie greeted the assassin with a nod his way, his brawny shoulder knocking you to the side, “Y/N was just wonderin’ where you ran off to.” He emphasised with a cheeky wink your way.

You had gritted your teeth unintentionally before turning yourself around in your seat to face Jacob, all macho and beautiful in your eyes that you thought you had stopped breathing. “Boss- I-”

“We didn’t finish our little chat earlier, Y/N, come, I’m sure we can continue it elsewhere.” Jacob gave you a warm smile, one that made sure to bring the blush on your cheeks.

You nodded, wishing you were drunker, downing your drink when neither one of them was looking before standing to your feet and throwing a coin for the bartender.

Jacob moved off first and you were to follow, but Eddie had locked an arm around your wrist, stopping you from walking off. “I’ll keep an ale ready when ya get back, I know for sure this ain’t gonna end well.”

“Stuff it.” You hissed, releasing yourself from him as you walked away to catch up with the Frye assassin.

The cold air met your face like a slap to the face, and you had recoiled back at the sudden lightheadedness that took all your common sense, watching Jacob in front of you.

You tried to force yourself to stay upright at all times, your eyes discarding themselves to look at the ground. Jacob was smart and sober to know that this was not the usual you.

“You drunk, Y/N?” He asked coyly with a tilt of his head, intrigued.

“No!” You snapped up to meet his eyes, those amused hazel eyes that stared you down with the intent that you didn’t know what he wanted. “I didn’t drink my ale!”

“Hmm, says have the content that’s down your front.” He hummed in entertainment, eyes filled with mirth. You looked down your front, surprised to see that you had missed the stained alcohol on your blazer and blouse.

You messily wiped at it with all intentions, averting your eyes once again whilst mumbling ‘ ‘Was Eddie, I swear’ under your breath.

You felt a hand under your chin pushing your face up to meet his eyes once more, eyes soften at the sight of you in front of him, easily so flustered by anything he did. This was enough to make Jacob swoon had he been drunk himself, but likely he was the one who wasn’t for once.

“What did you want to speak to me about, Jacob?” You murmured to his face, feeling a hand entwined around the back of your waist to hold you up, as you felt yourself brace with your hands holding onto the buttons of his coat.

Jacob’s breath fanned itself against your cheek, keeping you warm as you cuddled closer into his broad chest. “You’re simply adorable, Y/N.”

“What? Stop, no I’m not.” You blinked widely, shyly looking to him and next away, wishing that ale had been there for you now for you to take and run off down an alley.

“I mean it. After my sister interrupted us this morning, I was trying to speak out to you but couldn’t find you anywhere. You were simply running away from me, weren’t you?”

“N-No, that’s not it, I was just... I... your words surprised me, ‘s all.”

“Oh? Is that so?” Jacob asked with a low purr in his throat as his arms around you pulled you in closer. His face wandered closer towards your cheek, his breath dancing along your skin to send shivered before he got close to your ear.

“And what do you have to say about this?”

You shuddered, your words dry in your mouth before you had said courage to speak up in front of your crush. “I think-”

“Boss, you gonna join us in a drinking game?” A stumbling male rook and two others came out from the inside of the rowdy pub, flushed as the others around as they didn’t put two and two together that you were speaking and Jacob was busy.

“Another time, I’m quite busy.” Jacob waved a hand their way, as the three grumbled but agreed, stumbling back in with each other’s help as the sound of a broken glass shattered from inside.

“Wow, erm, I guess we don’t have the best timing, do we?” You nervously laughed, hoping that what you had about to say was forgotten by Jacob. “You bring bad luck like bad lightning, love. Maybe that’s why I’m so drawn to you.” He smirked down at you, winking.

“Jacob,” Your whispered his name like a prayer on your lips, “It’s getting late, we should be leaving-” You realised that his fingers had come to hold the side of your face once again, your hazy eyes landing on his ones filled with wanton and love.

“In a moment, I want to stay here, before someone else disturbs us.” He rolled his eyes, but the same expression was present when he looked at you.

With little needed to tell him that you reciprocated, he leant closer to your face, eyes eying your lips before he spoke one last time:

“Now, where were we?”

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Imagine: “Being forcefully married to Starrick and secretly helping Jacob bring him down”

Reader P.O.V

All I wanted was revenge on the Templars. And not only. I wanted revenge on my parents. They sold me like a piece of livestock to the worst Templar the world has ever known for fame, protection, money and a higher rank because they are too incompetent to achieve those things alone. They too are Templar knights but of a lesser rank. At least were until my father offered this marriage in exchange for his own gain. I struggled until I could but that struggling just led to me being kicked out of my own home and thrown in the hands of my cruel husband at the age of 18. Of course, the grand-master Templar wasn’t oblivious to the intentions of my family. He wasn’t that stupid. If he were, he wouldn’t have been what he was now - Grand-master Crawford Starrick. He simply didn’t care about them. They were like flies to him, which he could smash at any moment, or in this case - at their first wrong step.

I wanted him dead from the very start and I never stopped plotting ways on how to achieve that dream of mine for a year. That was until I heard about some assassins who came to London and started causing a ruckus. That was when a plan sparked in my mind and I quickly found out who they were. Twins. Jacob and Evie Frye. That was the first step. Then I found out their whereabouts and their goals. Turned out they were the same as mine - ending Starrick’s reign. 

Then I started sending them anonymous letters containing what I overhear or what my husband shares with me drunkenly or not about Templar future plans. All this I did in the most top secret and discreet ways via loyal spies. I even managed to “befriend” several of their newly established gang members calling themselves “The Rooks” and asked them to be my informants and to deliver the letters I write. But I never revealed my identity. I knew if Starrick were to find out he will surely kill me in the worst way possible, but that didn’t stop me. This was like a game. If I were patient enough he were to die one day, but if he finds out my secret - then I will die.

I noticed that at first the twins didn’t entirely trust me, but still listened to my advice in those letters. But soon enough I started receiving letters back from some Jacob Frye asking me who I am and what my intentions are. I gave him my first name in my next letter and after that we kept in touch. All I knew about him was that he was somewhat my age. Maybe a bit older and that he had a sister. I didn’t know his face. Nor did he know mine. 

Several weeks passed and we made the agreement to have a meeting in a more deserted part in the outskirts of London. I had to avoid being seen by anyone at all costs. The meeting was scheduled for the night after today and I couldn’t sleep that night in anticipation. Starrick was out of town for three days so there was no danger of him seeing me himself.

I couldn’t wait until the sun set so I can get into the carriage that would drive me to the place of our meeting. I changed carriages half way with a more shabby one to avoid attention. My heart was pounding in my chest while I waited. From time to time I looked out the window in hope to see some silhouette of a man approaching. But all I saw was shabby, broken down houses of the poor people in the outskirts of London. Life I couldn’t imagine and I was lucky enough not to live. I didn’t wait long until I heard my driver’s voice call out a name “Jacob Frye?” then the door swung open and I jumped. A very handsome, well-dressed young man entered the carriage and casually took a seat in front of me as if we were friends for all our lives. He removed his top hat and I saw that he had brown hair that was pulled back, stunning features, slightly hidden by sideburns that made him very attractive and beautiful eyes that were staring at me intensely.

He stared at me for a few moments in awe and I found myself blushing fairly enough for him to notice. To break the silence I extended my hand for him and said “It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Jacob Frye.”. He gently took my hand and brought it to his lips, never taking his eyes off me for a second “The pleasure is all mine, miss Y/N.” he said before kissing my hand. I quickly withdrew my hand because I feared that I would faint. “What would be the reason for this meeting?” he asked me. I realized I forgot everything I was supposed to say, but I remembered one thing. I had to tell him... but I was afraid of his reaction. “Well, mr. Frye, first of all I wanted to know who I was writing letters to.” I said with a cocky smirk, which he returned and scoffed “Well, that would be one mutual intention. What would be the next? What are your goals? Why are you helping us? Where do you know all these things about the Templars?” I found myself flooded with questions and there was only one answer to all. “My goals are to kill Starrick and I suppose yours is too.” I stalled. He nodded “That is right, but where do you know all these things that help us sabotage their plans?” There was no way I could dodge this question. “Because... I am the forcefully, but lawfully wedded wife of Crawford Starrick.” I finally said.

He stared at me again for what felt like forever with a mixture of confusion and surprise, with just a tint of hurt. “Are you a Templar?” he asked me cautiously after a long silence. “If I were, mr. Frye, would I do everything in my power to sabotage their plans?” I let myself use sarcasm. He scoffed. Suddenly he looked at me and smirked “Y/N Starrick... It doesn’t suit you. Nor does Y/L/N. Personally, I like Y/N Frye better. Rolls off the tongue, as they say.” My eyes widened and I blushed a shade of red I never even thought was possible. My jaw dropped and I stuttered out a chuckle “W-wait now, sir, I-I didn’t call you here to discuss my surname!” I said, a bit offended and he laughed “Alright, then what is it that you want to discuss?” Again, I forgot everything I was supposed to say because of his intense gaze. “Alright then, mrs. Starrick, let’s talk about something else. Why are you helping us?” he said, with the same smirk. “I told you. Because I want that bastard dead.” I sighed “I was forced into a marriage I never wanted. My parents were cruel enough to sell me away for important positions, ranks, money and power. They may be Templars, but I will never be like them. I want this entire Templar organization in the dust along with them all.” I explained quickly. “Then why don’t you do it yourself?” Jacob asked me. “You are most capable of killing him.”. I shook my head “He knows that I want that. And that’s why he doesn’t let me near his food and drinks, in fear that I will poison him. He warned his guards that if something is to happen to him, they should see me as the culprit. I tried many times to kill him in his sleep, but he is always on the edge. And when he wakes up, it gets bad, very bad. I can’t believe I lasted one year alive with this sadistic tyranth!” I groaned in annoyance. 

He moved a bit closer to me and took my hands in his “Soon you will be free of all this, I promise you. I will not let you be humiliated further. Starrick will die. I promise.“ he smiled reassuringly “We will meet again.“. I smiled back at him. “And after that happens, I intend to fulfill what I told you earlier and change your surname to what sounds best, future-mrs. Frye!“ he exclaimed with a laugh “Wait, wha-“ I tried to stop him, my face becoming a dark shade of red again, but before I knew it, he had let go of my hands and left in the blink of an eye. I looked out the window in search for him, but he was gone in the night.

Overall that meeting wasn’t entirely a disaster. At least he is straight-forward... Only, I didn’t know what I should take that last remark as...