#Assassin!Sabine

[mochinek0]

Family Secrets

Damian couldn't believe his eyes. He had seen pieces of that costume when he lived in the League, but never did he expect to see his mother, disguised, in Paris! He carefully kept an eye on her as she walked into a bakery. He felt his own breath hitch as a young girl came and hugged her.

"Nonna!" she cried.

'Grandmother?'

"Hello, My Leetle Fairy." his mother replied, hugging her back.

"Are you having fun on your travels?" the girl questioned, "Where did you go this time?"

"Egypt." his mother declared.

The girl smiled, "Did you see the pyramids?"

His mother brought out a keychain of a pyramid and handed it to the girl.

"It's great!" the girl smiled, "I'll keep it on my desk so when I see it, I can think of you."

"I wish you could come with me." the disguised Talia declared.

"Maybe when I'm older?" the young girl answered.

Talia tapped the young girl's nose, "Possibly, but we know very well how hard you work."

"Mom!" announced a man, who seemed the size of Bane, "How are you?"

Damian watched on in shock. He was aware that his mother was much older than she appeared. Hearing someone around his father's age, refer to his mother as a maternal figure was unsettling.

"I'm fine, Tom." she answered.

"Would you like to put your bag down and rest?" he asked.

"Nonsense." his mother replied, "I may look older, but I'm fine. I wanted to see if Marinetta would like to take a ride around the city with me."

"Yes!" the girl cried.

Damian watched as they both got on a motorcycle and drove off.

It took awhile, but Damian finally spotted them near the Seine, eating ice cream. The girl was looking down at something, in her lap. His mother's eyes connected with his and he knew he had made her.

"I'll be right back." Gina spoke, kissing Marinette on the head.

Gina walked in Damian's direction.

"What are you doing here?" she demanded.

"Do you plan to kidnap her, Mother?" Damian questioned.

"Of course not!" Gina snapped.

"Who is she?" he asked.

Talia sighed, "Your niece; she's your age."

"So the man who called you mother-"Damian began.

"Your grandfather wanted me out of the way. He was looking for a male successor to take over." Talia began to explain, "He kicked me out of the League, briefly, and I had some semblance of a normal life. I fell in love with a baker. Tom is our son, before I ever met your father. Essentially, he is your older brother."

She sighed, "Everyhting was fine and I was happy, until he sent someone to exterminate us. Before I killed him, I learned my death was a test. Kill me and become successor to the League. I returned with his head and threw it at your grandfather's feet. He looked at me and said he would allow me back on one condition."

"What was it?" Damian asked.

"I had to leave my family." she admitted, "I said I understood and would be back in three months. I knew he would never stop coming after us."

"Why three months?" her son questioned, "You were already there. Did they not know of the League?"

"Tom was getting married and no, my family knew nothing about the League. I returned and told my family I would be 'traveling in my old age'. A few years after he got married, I came back to a three year old granddaughter. Your grandfather found out and forbid my return."

"Grandfather is dead." Damian spoke.-changing subject

"I've been stopping in more." she declared, "They aren't like us. They're not like your father. They know nothing about my past, aside from divorcing a man, who made me happy. I tell them I'm traveling around the word. I wear a wig and makeup. At some point, I will have to stop visiting all together since anyone else will grow old and pass on. The League........you lose sense of time when there. Two years ago, I thought she was still three. She was turning fourteen."

"What about the man?" her son asked.

Talia smiled, "Reminds me of your grandfather, actually. He's all about 'traditions', so perhaps it was for the best."

"Nonna!" Marinette cried out.

"Please, Damian, leave them alone." his mother whispered.

Damian watched as his mother walked away. He had never known her to beg for something.

"My Leetle Fairy, are you ready to go back home?" Gina asked, "Do you have new inspiration for your designs? I can't wait to see the clothes you create this time."

Damian watched as the girl put her sketchbook away.

'Clothes? Designs?'

He smiled softly. She was an artist, like him. He watched as his mother got on the motorcycle with his niece. What surprised him was seeing his niece glare at him. Damian chuckled.

'Mother may not see it, but she is a lot like them. A little fairy.'

"Damian, a Fairy is someone who helps people who are lost in the dark. It's not always in a literal sense; it can be figurative."

The young Al-Ghul turned and walked in the opposite direction.

'Fairy is a suitable name for my niece. I wonder how Mother would feel learning her true nature? A Fae who lures in her prey.'

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[hailperseusjackson]

the way that, if you took away her armor and the two or three lines referencing it, you would literally never know that sabine was a mandalorian in the ahsoka show. filoni completely stripped her of her culture (and personality) and never gave her a meaningful scene talking about the destruction of mandalore or her family. all in favor of giving her a bad and poorly executed padawan storyline, because apparently a character can’t be interesting unless they’re a jedi

#i’m so mad. I’m so so so mad #complete character assassin nation for sabine #and i think Natasha could’ve done a decent job had she actually been given good writing #like anyone going in who hasn’t watched rebels is getting a completely different character #bc this isn’t sabine #ashowka negativity #filoni critical #sabine wren #ahsoka series #ahsoka spoilers #star wars

[lulzyrobot]

-slaps my two blorbos together like two barbie dolls-

Context: Because Sabine is a blank (Warhammer AU - means she has no warp presence and makes normal folks activate their fight or flight response but absolutely MESSES UP psykers and daemons), people cant stand to be around her very much, even with the implants that allow her to suppress the effect, they tend to avoid her just in case. So understandably, Sabine is horrifically touch-starved.

But Kassidy enjoys her company, and does her best not to give in to the effects of Sabine's blank gene with varying results... Sabine just wants to hold her hand but Kassidy's willing to give her so much more :3

#warhammer 40000 #callidus assassin #culexus assassin #officio assassinorum #my art #my ocs #kassidy #sabine #AU

[somebodytoundress]

all the things she said (running through my head)

Star Wars: Ahsoka (TV) Shin Hati/Sabine Wren (e, 1/?)

“I could kill you right now.” “If you really wanted to,” Sabine starts, eyes darting to the sharp knife against her throat. She leans forward to speak, feeling the edge of the weapon dig into her skin, drawing the slightest bit of blood, nowhere deep enough to count. “You would have already. So, what the fuck are you playing at?”

Sabine and Shin are rival assassins often going head to head, locked in fights for a hit with one another. That is, until Sabine's organization may have a mole and she needs Shin to figure out who it is.

read here

#wolfwren #wolfwren fic #sabine wren x shin hati #modern au #assassin au #eventual smut #sabine wren #shin hati #sabine wren fic #shin hati fic

[abyssal-ali]

Jasonette Crack (feat. Talia al Ghul)

~0.8k, everyone (Talia) is WilDlY OOC, you have been warned. Not beta'd (if anyone wants to beta or even just toss ideas around, let me know!) Please tell me what you think, and I'm open to constructive criticism as well.💜

Marinette groaned into Talia's bed.

Talia merely raised an eyebrow, waiting for the young woman to speak.

"Is something the matter, Marinette?"

Another groan, then Mari raised her head to look at Talia. "I want a boyfriend. Can you find me someone? If *you're* happy with him then he'll be great, and I won't have to worry about my family's disapproval."

Talia couldn't believe this was happening. Marinette was asking her to set her up with her OTP!

"I shall begin the search," she said neutrally.

Jason kicked off his boots and hung his jacket up, then collapsed onto the sofa.

"You need a girlfriend," said Talia from the shadowed chair she was sitting in.

Jason almost screamed. "T, you gave me a heart attack!"

"Be aware of your surroundings," she said unapologetically. "You need a girlfriend," she repeated.

"I have neither the time nor the patience to find someone everyone will like. You find me a girlfriend and I'll be happy."

♡•○•♡

Two weeks later a kidnapped Jason and a kidnapped Marinette were stood in front of Talia, who spoke somewhat quicker than normal. "Marinette Genevieve Dupain-Cheng, do you take this man as your husband?"

"Yes-wait-what-"

Talia ignored her and turned to Jason.

"Jason Peter Todd-Wayne, do you take this woman as your wife?"

"T, what are you-"

"I now pronounce you man and wife!" she said cheerfully.

10 minutes later, once they freed themselves from their ropes, the new couple burst into her room.

"T, what did you do?! I didn't actually mean it!!"

"I just wanted a date! What was that?!" screeched Marinette.

They looked at each other, then back to Talia.

"You're perfect for each other, you know. I've shipped you two for years; this is a blessed day. I can die happy now. I was thrilled when you asked me to find you a partner."

"I didn't mean a husband!" "I didn't mean a wife!"

"You're welcome," she said, calmly sipping her tea. "I saved you the dating-- it's inevitable you get married."

They sputtered at her impeccable logic and left.

"I'm so sorry about Aunt Talia," said Marinette.

"Talia's your aunt?"

"Kinda. I'm 98% sure she mentally adopted me, though. My mom's her best friend and Aunt T's kind of my mentor? How do you know her?"

"She adopted me. And she's my dad's ex."

"Oh," Mari nodded. "You asked her to find you a date too?"

"Kinda, but I was joking and she knew it. I am so sorry about this."

"It's fine; I *literally* asked for it. I'm sorry for *you*."

"Don't worry about it. Obviously she thinks you're perfect if she married us."

"Same for you- wait, is she licensed?" Mari asked.

"Unfortunately."

"We didn't sign anything though."

"T forged our signatures. We're legally married," Jason pointed out.

"Right...well, I guess we'd better get to know each other. Hi, I'm Marinette, from Paris. Nice to meet you."

Jason shook her hand. "Hi, I'm Jason, from Gotham. Enchanté."

The couple talked for hours, finding out more about each other. There was definitely chemistry there.

Marinette decided to move to Gotham so she and Jason could get to know each other better. It wasn't like she had anything tying her to Paris and she *had* wanted to travel.

Talia smiled happily. Her plan worked (of course it did, she was a genius with a knack for matchmaking.)

Then Marinette took a taxi to 1007 Mountain Drive from her cozy little apartment just outside the Diamond District and gasped, prepared to beat up Jason instead of meeting his family. She was only wearing jeans, an "I died and all I got was this T-shirt" shirt, and a red leather jacket--hardly appropriate clothing for a *manor*!

Jason let her in at the gate and laughed at her T-shirt, then led her into the Manor.

"Don't worry, sweats are the norm around here. You look beautiful," he reassured her.

The couple were swarmed by curious Waynes ("who's your date?") until a feral child with a katana appeared and ran at Marinette.

She caught him in a hug and ruffled his hair.

"Hey kiddo, how are you?"

"You know Demon Spawn?" asked Tim, shocked.

"Of course, she is my honorary big sister," sniffed Damian.

Everyone agreed that Marinette was perfect, and perfect for Jason after just 5 minutes of acquaintance. It was the beginning of a lovely relationship.

#Jasonette #Jason Todd #marinette dupain cheng #MLB x DC #DC x mlb #Talia al ghul #Damian al ghul #Assassin Sabine cheng #(Implied) #Loa #Crackfic #ali writes #Crack #Fic

[simonjadis]

Sabiiiiine

#Sabine Wren #Ahsoka #Star Wars #Star Wars Ahsoka #HK-87 Assassin Droid #Ahsoka spoilers #Lothal #mygifs #Simon Talks About Star Wars

[yandere-collections]

First Time Meeting Sabine

Anyway, have some self indulgence. You can read more about Sabine here. Hope you like her.

Female yandere ex assassin x GN Reader

For the first time in her life, the woman in blue wasn’t following orders. For the first time in 30 years, she was free to think and act for herself. And for the first time, she had the opportunity to focus on something other than… no. If she was truly leaving that life behind, she shouldn’t even think the word. Still, someone who was so good at that couldn’t ever truly leave the life behind, just take an extended vacation. Sooner or later, someone would want her to cash in on a favor for someone else. But that wouldn’t happen for a while. Her existence was dangerous enough on its own, and her threats made ensured they would leave her alone.

The woman was now independent and no longer had another’s instructions to guide her. But with this newfound autonomy came apprehension. What did she do now? She’d had all emotions and desires trained out of her from a young age, leaving only physical sensations like pain and hunger. Normal things people had things they wanted, people they cared about. She didn’t.

But she had to start somewhere. There was a muted feeling deep down within her, a wanting to want. A desire to understand others’ emotions, why they acted the way they did.

So her she was, on a sidewalk, staring into a cafe. There were a few people in line but overall, it wasn’t very busy. She’d been inside cafes before while on missions and such but always sat down without ordering. There was never a reason to.

Entering the building, she glanced up at the menu, faltering as she took it in. That was… significantly more options than she was expecting. But she was committed and so she stepped up behind the last person in line. In now time at all, the people in front of her placed their orders and stepped away. She still didn’t know what to get, paralyzed by choice. And she couldn’t take her time either, there were now people behind her, waiting to order their drinks. She must have taken too long, hearing the person behind her speak.

“Need some help?”

Of course she had been aware of you as she was everyone in the room, always on the lookout for threats and such. You hadn’t registered in her mind but now, you had her full attention. She turned around, eyes looking you over, assessing you. You just stood there, a smile on your face, waiting for her to speak.

“I… am unsure what to order.”

“Well, what flavors do you like?”

She stood in silence for a moment, thinking your question over. “…I do not know.” You tilted your head but she continued before you could ask. “What are you getting?”

You told her your usual. She nodded but showed no signs of recognition. She turned back around and perfectly replicated what you said to the cashier, ordering one for each of you and paying before you could protest.

“Right. Names for the order?” the cashier asked, writing on the cups with a marker. You stuttered out your name, looking to her and waiting for her to do the same. Her eyes flicked away as she spoke, breaking the contact between you.

“Sabine.”

Unaware of this little moment between you two, the cashier said your drinks would be ready soon and then immediately addressed the person behind you two. You and Sabine stepped to the side, waiting for your identical drinks.

“Thanks, by the way. You didn’t have to pay for me you know.”

She glanced at you, but didn’t linger, feeling overwhelmed at the thought of eye contact. Her voice held the same emotionless tone as she replied. “It is no trouble. I would not have known what to get otherwise.”

“Well, can I pay you back at least?”

She shook her head, a subtle gesture. “It is not necessary. Although…” She trailed off, not knowing if she should ask this of you. You seemed kind enough, not a threat at all. The way you were so willing to talk to something as dangerous as her, how you didn’t seem nervous at all, unable to sense the predator next to you. Taking another look at you, she was convinced.

“It has been a while since I have spoken with someone. Would you…?”

“Of course!”

Sabine felt something in her soften as you agreed. So eager, so willing. One of the few emotions she was understood was fear, it was usually the emotion she saw in her victims’ eyes before the light behind them faded away. And she was still programmed with the drive to stay alive as all creatures did as well as pain to know if her body was damaged. Looking at you, she saw none of the fear, anger, or disdain people held for her. Only acceptance. You were the opposite of afraid. How unusual.

The employee behind the counter called out both of your names, placing two identical drinks next to each other on the counter. Your hands brushed, reaching out at the same time. You also grabbed cream and sugars, offering some to her. She plucked them from your fingers, staring down at the packets.

You lead her to sit on one of the couches (right in the middle of the room, unprotected) and began chatting. Sabine didn’t say much, only asking the occasional question to pull more information out of you. How naive you were, how willingly you gave personal details away. You needed someone to protect you. There were too many people who could hurt you, take advantage of you; you needed someone to look after you and make sure you were safe. You awakened something in her, a warm feeling.

You looked at the time, eyes widening at at how long she kept you talking. You gathered your things and said goodbye, rushing out the cafe. The woman in blue waited a few seconds before slipping out the door after you, leaving her drink behind.

Please allow me to find my salvation and humanity in you

#yandere x reader #female yandere #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #gender neutral reader #my writing #yandere assassin #my oc sabine #yandere oc #female yandere oc x reader #yandere oc x reader #night posting

[lily-drake]

The Demon’s Queen

Chapter Eight

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Sabine was not stupid, in fact she liked to believe that her daughter got her wits and agility from herself.  That being said, Sabine knew that her daughter was not abroad in the Americas for anything.  The emails she’d gotten from her daughter, no matter how much it sounded like Marinette, could not be her.  The confirmation from her teachers saying that she’s been looking at places abroad, her friends saying they had heard her rambling about leaving soon made her wonder if she had truly been offered the opportunity that she had only discovered when Marinette had disappeared.  But Sabine knew that wasn’t the case because Marinette would have come straight home and rambled about the pros and cons of this mysterious opportunity for hours on end both with her and Tom as well as in her room with Tikki.  That’s right, she knew.  Unfortunately for Marinette, but fortunately for herself as a mother, Marinette had inherited Tom’s ability to lie, which was basically non-existent.  She hadn’t told Tom about their daughter for that exact reason, but with everything that has happened in the past forty-eight hours, she knew she was going to have to.  

The first and biggest red flag was when a new Ladybug hero showed up, a young boy no less.  Sabine knew that there was no way in the universe that Marinette would hand over those earrings to anybody unless she was dying, and even then she would only give them to someone she trusted with her entire existence and with the way Chat reacted to the boy, she doubted that Marientte had given them to him.  That meant that they had either been stolen from her and she was in fact dead, or she had been kidnapped by a higher power and they had found a way to take them from her by force.  Then there was the fact that Gabriel and his assistant had been brutally attacked in their own homes by, “a young man with dark black armored robes with weapons all over his person including a long sword sheathed at his side”.  There was no camera or audio evidence of the attack or of the supposed attacker.  Poor Adrien had been devastated when he had gotten the news of the attack, but it confirmed a theory in her mind.  The boy must have been after the Miraculous, which meant that Gabriel and Nathalie must have been Hawkmoth and Mayura, but it didn’t matter now.  The person must have taken their jewels, so they would no longer be a threat to Paris (in the back of her mind Sabine thought that they deserved far worse than a few stab wounds for all of the horrors they put this city through if they really were the villains).  

When the Mayor announced that the information ban would be lifted a week after Marinette’s disappearance, and the police still hadn’t found anything about what happened to her baby girl, Sabine went straight to the phone and called the one hotline that she had wanted to call since the beginning of Hawkmoth’s Reign.  So with shaking fingers she waited as the line rang and only when she heard the soft anthem that she had been told meant that someone was answering her call did she let out a small sigh of relief.

“This is Superman, what is your emergency?”

__________

Marinette felt miserable, she had fallen asleep as soon as she sat down on the bed due to the pure exhaustion that ran through her body.  Because of that she apparently woke up late and Maha was not pleased.  Her body was sore, her motions sluggish, and she was getting her butt handed to her on a silver platter.  In the first battle Maha pinned her to the floor with nearly choking her out with her slim hand pushing down against her neck as she whispered into her ear,

“You disappoint me in every way.  Those who do not respect my time and thus the League’s time are not worthy.  You must redeem yourself,”

She spat, eyes cold and filled with disgust as she stared down at the young girl.  Maha stood up as gracefully as ever, delicately flicking her wrist as she calmly spoke.  A soft smile bloomed across her delicate features but carried that sharp dagger-like feature the rest of her figure did.

“You will fight my three best students.”

Once Marinette was back on her feet she turned and came face to face with three individuals.  She couldn’t see their faces as they were all covered by masks, but she could tell from their body types that she was in trouble.  All of them were taller than her, which put her at a slight disadvantage, especially if she would be fighting them all at once like she suspected she would be.  The one on the far right was the tallest and had the most muscle match, they looked almost like her father except for the fact that his muscle was more intentional than Tom’s.  The middle one was only a few inches shorter than the person on the right, but still a foot or two taller than her, they were lithe, body skin and lithe almost exactly like Maha’s but more masculine in the way the muscle formed.  Finally the person on the left, the smallest of the group standing a solid foot taller than her.  She could feel their eyes on her watching and studying everything she did as she did the same to them.  Maha stepped off the mat and the first two began their attack while the last one stayed in place, observing her movements and reactions.  

Despite her sore and aching muscles Marinette moved quickly, her fight or flight response activated causing her to duck and roll as the largest of the two tried to grab her.  She knew they were testing her, trying to figure out how she moved, her openings, her weaknesses.  Marinette knew that she wasn’t going to win this fight, especially without the extra endurance the Miraculous gave.  It didn’t help that her ankle was throbbing with each movement from her weapons training she had yesterday.  Sweat began to drip from her temple as she constantly ducked and dodged, the twos’ attacks a constant, unrelenting force.  Then there was the third, Marinette tried her best to keep them in her line of sight, and she was successful with it until a hit landed in her gut knocking the air out of her as she fell and rolled.  She looked around but they were gone, and she knew that it would be her downfall as she felt hands press down on points on her neck and arms rendering her motionless and open for the chokehold she was immediately put in.

Stars lined her sight as her lungs were unable to draw in any breath, she was going to die, she wouldn’t escape, she’d never be able to-

“Enough.”

The grip released her letting Marinette gasp for air, coughing slightly as she greedily took it all in, tears in her eyes.

“I hope you have learned your lesson Khata.”

She could hear the three others chuckle at the name, and while Marinette didn’t know what the name meant, she knew it wasn’t good.  

“You did good work Jackals, you may return to your duties.”

With that one command they disappeared on silent feet, not a single word ever escaping their lips.

“Now Little Khata, I hope we do not have a repeat of this again.  We will start with blocks.”

There was a cruel smile on Maha’s lips as she said that.  Marinette knew that she was in for an even longer day than yesterday.

__________

Silence filled the meeting room where all of the Highest members of the Justice League sat.  

“How many years did you say the attacks lasted?”

Hal asked, concern etched on his face.  No child should have had to withstand such a task, especially without the guidance of an experienced mentor.

“A little over three years.”

Superman said.  He had listened to the woman and her stories.  The tales of her daughter, the terror everyone experienced, a magic and information block that made it impossible to tell anyone outside Paris what was occurring.  Her daughter’s disappearance as well as the disappearance of all of the magical jewels, how it was no coincidence.  And he knew that this wasn’t a prank or a call of insanity, because the woman sounded so genuine and the pain in her voice was not something one could ever fake.

“Red Robin and I will check it out and report if we find anything.” 

“Please do batman.”

Wonder Woman replied in a solemn, almost mournful, voice.

“I will return home and ask my mother what she knows as I know that she has worn these jewels for herself.”

“Thank you Diana.”

Superman said with a nod.  With that, everyone stood up and began to prepare for their journeys to solve this case.

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[thedarthray]

Hasbro - Retro Ahsoka by Darth Ray Via Flickr: Hasbro - Star Wars Retro Ahsoka Ahsoka Tano, Morgan Elsbeth, HK-87 Assassin Droid, Sabine Wren, General Hera Syndulla, and Chopper (C1-10P)

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[sagechan]

Sabine and Zeb: scouting the effects of the fuel depot's explosion, planning an attack to strike back after losing Kanan, figuring out how to continue the mission

Ezra: passed out in a field somewhere playing "Loth rat, Loth cat, Loth wolf run"

#ezra bridger #sabine wren #garazeb orrelios #star wars rebels #in case you were wondering: yeah. I broke down sobbing when Kanan died #I can't even make a post about it cuz I'll cry doing that too #ZEB LOSING HIS SHIT AND SMASHING IN THE ASSASSIN'S FACE 😳👀💀

[jessicas-pi]

@kanerallels ask and ye shall receive

In a better future, Padawan Bridger and Lady Wren become friends after a long week of repeatedly almost dying. Meanwhile, Knight Dume calls his gf for a ride off the planet.

#not my best art but I'm posting it anyway #jessica's art #imo we as a fandom are missing a great opportunity when we don't give sabine and ezra their own Year On The Run adventure in a no-O66 AU #i mean with all the kenobi-bridger parallels already this would be a fun one too #like i'm imagining #depa mentioning to obi-wan that her padawan (because caleb will always be her padawan even if he's a knight now) is running from assassins #along with his own padawan and a young mandalorian woman of nobility #and obi wan immediately has 32 flashbacks and just. grabs depa by the arms. #“LISTEN TO ME. TELL CALEB TO WATCH THEM. TELL HIM TO WATCH THEM CAREFULLY. I'VE SEEN THIS HAPPEN BEFORE AND IT NEVER ENDS WELL” #ezra bridger #sabine wren #kanan jarrus #caleb dume #the time heals 'verse #sort of

[earth-shaker77]

Look what just arrived in the mail today!!! They look awesome! So happy with them! Can't wait for the next episode! =D

#Ahsoka #Ahsoka Tano #Sabine #Sabine Wren #Ezra #Ezra Bridger #Star Wars #Black Series #Hasbro #HK-87 Assassin Droid #Morgan Elsbeth #Morgan #Chopper #Ghost Crew #Rebels #Star Wars Rebels #Star Wars Ahsoka #Clone Wars #Star Wars Clone Wars #Star Wars Black Series

[gebo4482]

Assassin’s Creed Valhalla: Dawn of Ragnarok by Sabin Boykinov

#assassins creed valhalla #assassin's creed valhalla #sabin boykinov #ubisoft #dawn of ragnarok #action games #adveture games #concept art #environment design #prop design #artowrk

[lulzyrobot]

Made a proper ref sheet for Sabine. Culexus assassin with the officio assassinorum. Warhammer brainrot is still going strong.

#warhammer 40000 #culexus assassin #officio assassinorum #my art #my ocs #sabine

[pinespittinink]

One of my characters for one of my stories is named Avidra. They're a former member of an assassin's guild until they were presumably betrayed, leading to their death. Or so they thought... Now they're searching for answers.

~Morri🗡 (@memento-morri-writes)

Oooh I’m intrigued! Is this a more recent wip?

#in other news I want to write a new Titus and Sabine piece #got a song going for them that’s giving me Vibes #asks #memento morri writes #also…assassin hunting down other assassins (presumably) #Nifty 👌🏻✨

[andromedasummer]

coming up with four bg3 ocs to be in a party together in my mind. i love my girls. they live in my head.

#obvs my current pcs #thyella (half-elf storm druid storm sorcerer) #sabine (devotion paladin/light cleric turned vengeance paladin/unity cleric) #then adrienne a zariel tiefling radiant soul monk/lore bard #and my durge Ingush (name from df love that game) who is a gold dwarf gloom stalker ranger/assassin rogue) #lore is that the first 3 were sent out to hunt down bhaalspawn (for varied backstory reasons) but when they all got stuck on the ship #they met ingush and realized with her amnesia they could help her like. not. be a massive murderer #pairings are sabine/shadowheart. thyella/wyll/karlach. and idk abt the other two. im leaning towarda lae'zel and astarion for either #depends on how their stories play out