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ff7-has-taken-me-over · 3 months
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Based off a tik tok I just saw (by cauchjoelle) cause honestly, I probably would’ve fallen just a little more in love with my partner if they ever did this 😂 which says a lot about the people I’m attracted to but moving on!!
It’s a modern AC AU with a trans Desmond and Cis Ezio (cause it was the first thing to pop into my head when I thought of writing this out) please do correct me if anything’s wrong, or I didn’t do/say something right. This is my first proper time actually trying to write a trans character outside of just vague little implications, and I don’t wish to be rude.
But! Desmond who gets his period and he’s run out of pads cause he just forgot to grab some stuff the last time he’d gone shopping. So he goes to Ezio (cause I know for a fact that out of all of them, he’d be the one most likely to do this) and asks him to get some pads with wings.
Ezio comes home after a while, walking up to Desmond who’s sitting at their kitchen island and putting a pack of pads and a brown box in front of him.
Desmond tilts his head, blinking blankly for a moment before opening the box up. There’s wings from the fried chicken place they both love in it and while Desmond appreciates it, he also doesn’t understand why Ezio bought them.
The younger man must catch on cause he points toward the items as he speaks, “You asked for pads with wings, so I thought I would go to our favourite place.”
It takes Desmond a second to catch on but when he does he can’t help but smile, entire face going soft with adoration and small chuckle escaping him as he shakes his head, “Thank you, but this isn’t quite what I meant.”
Ezio frowns, obviously not understanding how he could’ve gotten such an obvious request wrong. Desmond stands from his chair, walking around the counter so he can pull Ezio down into a soft kiss.
When he pulls back he pulls the pack closer, still smiling as he points at the little picture on the back, “Thankfully, you still managed to get the right ones. But see these? They’re called wings on a pad. That’s what I meant.”
The younger man makes a small noise of understanding, cheeks colouring slightly as he shoots Desmond a sheepish smile, “Ah. Yes, that does make a bit more sense.”
Desmond laughs softly again, brushing fingers against the blush and pulling Ezio down just to kiss him again. It was a dumb little mistake but it made him fall just a little more in love with the man.
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ridingtorohan · 2 months
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𓇻 ft. ezio auditore x civilian gn reader
𓇻 summary. There's just you, Ezio, and a slow, sleepy morning on a rooftop.
𓇻 content. platonic or pre-relationship. pre-Brotherhood.
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Soft strands of sunlight crests over the city walls, dusting over the roof slates in a golden sheen. It’s beautiful and tranquil, the starlight fading overhead into hues of gentle light. Early dawn has you feeling cold, a little uncomfortable under the brisk air. Monteriggioni feels quiet beneath the sway of your feet, the small city silent with sleep. Ezio barely breathes - and when he does, it’s relaxed, the motion slow. He’s, somehow, not quite what you imagined and yet everything all at once. Quiet. For all the charismatic clamor you see him with, he watches over the city with a sense of calm that Claudia has never spoken of.
Aristocratic nose, fine cheekbones and firm jawline, Ezio was without a doubt a cut of the finest cloth. Boisterous. Loud. Everything you’ve heard spoken about him - and even seen him act. This is a tender side you didn’t know existed, hidden beneath swaths of fine armour and silky fabric. Looking at him as you do now, his presence almost muted beside you on the rooftop, he seems more man than myth. Gentler, almost, even with the garment of metal strapped to his wrists.
Despite all the armour he typically wears, the imposing and broad figure he cuts, he’s everything but. You’ve seen him out and about, moving along the rooftops and city walls, scrounging for feathers - you still didn’t quite understand that— and tending to mundane jobs. He’s even swept out an arm to guide children back to their feet after a tumble to the street. Which happens a fair bit, even to a young child from your extended family.
Thing is, while it happens a fair amount - Ezio is there to stop it. Always visiting, moving between houses and tending to the people with a spirit and jubilance that you haven’t even seen the Lord cherish the town with. He loves it like his own, a home far from his birthright.
You don’t know much about Ezio’s past, only gleaned some of it from gossip and from Claudia. Even that isn’t enough. Enough would be to hear it from his own lips, to have the man himself explain. But, the strange thing is, despite all the good tidings he gives to the town, when he’s alone with you like this, he grows somber. A million miles away, lost in a world you can’t comprehend.
Other days it’s good. He tends to you like every other townsperson in Monteriggioni, making sure you have everything you need. You’re not even sure how spending time with Ezio like this even happened - what you did to make him choose you. There are many ladies who express an interest in him, many soldiers who want privy into his skills. But he chooses you, takes you for strolls and stops first thing at your market stall when new produce is brought in.
Today is not one of those days.
“I am sorry,” he says then, voice hard in the growing daylight. Not because he’s harsh - never is— but because that’s just how his words sound. “My mind is … quite occupied today.”
“It’s okay,” you breathe out, because it is. It’s okay. You don’t question where his mind goes.
There’s a long moment of silence before Ezio quietly elaborates, “It is close to my Christening day.”
“Oh-” You pause and consider his tone. “I’m sorry.”
His expression twitches then, mirth dancing in his eyes, dark eyebrows knitting together. A small smile plays across his handsome face, fingers spreading across his thigh. “Thank you.” He laughs, an unused sound that rests deep in his throat. “Ah, I’m sure you’ve already heard of Claudia arranging a party, no?” Your pinched expression gives you away and his laugh deepens, eyes turning away.
“She wanted it to be a secret-” You stop yourself there by instinct. But Ezio doesn’t interrupt, he never has. He’s attentive that way, always listening to what you have to say, even if it’s about the soil or the worms in your garden. “You weren’t supposed to know about it.” “She always tries to make it a surprise,” Ezio responds, eyes tender as he looks at you.
“And yet you know of it anyway.” There’s a twitch of his scarred mouth when you speak.
“Mm.” He gives a slow nod of his head, leaning back, brown hair moving from his shoulder to spill over his back instead. Ezio closes his eyes, the hazy sunlight moving across his face as it climbs into the sky. “Has anyone invited you?”
“The whole town is going.”
“Yes, I imagine.” Ezio laughs slightly then. “I’m inviting you as my guest.” It feels like it should be a profound statement - something awe inspiring or an utterance to make you gasp. It doesn’t. Instead, all you feel is a low seeping warmth that touches the tip of your toes. You look down, swaying you feet over the edge of the roof. Ezio isn’t saying it to be polite - there’s something about the way he speaks and acts with you that makes you feel like he’s genuine.
“Thank you,” you say after a moment. “That’d be great.”
Ezio says nothing to that, though you can feel his eyes turn from you back towards the city at your feet. An emotional eclipse washes over you and you’re left feeling cold. Every moment with Ezio is like this - inviting, like summer days and fireflies. Like he sees who you are and accepts it.
There’s nothing for a long moment, just you and Ezio and the slow march of time. Dew glistens on the lower tiles, the rough texture cold beneath your palms. “Thank you for going,” he says - and the way he says it makes it feel more profound than it originally sounds. Like it matters to him, like your presence is something he basks in.
You look at him, at his battle worn features, weary lines smoothing into something almost peaceful. He needs moments like this, you realize. Needs it like you do - the companionship, the ease from everyday life. The slow, quiet mornings, the yawning pull of life. An insurmountable, insignificant second of life - every second that amounts to something more. Because he exists, you exist, and this moment exists.
“I wouldn’t be anywhere else,” you promise, meaning every word of it. You enjoy these mornings with him just as much as he does.
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When you add tags like “OR both Ezio and Altaїr being brought back by Desmond (accidentally) during Solar FlareExcept something went... Wrong” in that post I immediately think “yandere time? Yandere time???” (I might have been reading yandere isekai manwhas lately) What if when Desmond activated the device, it needed a way to disperse all the power it received from the Solar Flare, otherwise it would burn Desmond up. (1/?)
So instead, it used the power to make Desmond’s foremost thought a reality. However, Desmond wasn’t thinking of anything ‘nice’. He was in a lot of pain and he just… He remembered the pain and anger of knowing that everything that he has done, his entire life… He had been dancing to the tune of someone else. The Assassins…The Templars… Even those years he spent on the run, being a simple bartender… He had simply been dancing the tune that the Isus had been playing the entire time. (2/?) He wanted someone… anyone… He just wanted to be someone’s priority, for once. For once, he wanted someone who would be by his side, to accept him for who he is and to… Just… make everything stop. And that’s what the device latched into. The cries of a man in pain, wishing for freedom he believed he never had in the first place. Although, it was too abstract so the device made a few tweaks of its own to make it ‘feasible’. (3 of 4) It created two representatives of Desmond’s wish, formed from the two men Desmond had achieved a Synch Nexus with. They were copies with a similar personality to the originals, with the memories that Desmond had thanks to the Bleeding Effect.But they were created with a ‘condition’. They were created to do whatever was necessary to protect Desmond and to grant his every desire and wish.… In whatever way they can. (4/4)
You made me get out my eerie music playlist for writing
See when the Temple went in for the one option it had to disperse the energy, it went at it hard. Creating a body and uploading the memories that Desmond has personally observed was not enough. It would get rid of part of the buildup, true, but not nearly enough to guarantee it’s Admin user (…yeah let’s pretend Isu also used something like that) will survive
Nor could it guarantee the memories would be enough to make the simulacrums function independently
So instead – with the shield the Temple was generating, it looked for everything. It scoured all that could be pulled from the genetic memories Desmond carried. It scoured everything that was left behind from Juno. It scoured all the remnant information that was available to any of the pieces of Eden. And then it used those to create the “interface” for the “protectors”
Altaїr’s replica wasn’t just Altaїr left behind in his descendant’s genome. He was also the memory of every contemporary Templar that handed a piece of Eden. He was the memory of every person who still had traceable lineage that interacted with him. He was every shred of Minerva’s calculation that referred to him
It was the same for Ezio. The only difference being – Ezio had much more “source” material to go with, given that (and let’s go with fanon here) he had many more direct descendants
A lot of people whose recollections went into recreating them didn’t have the same rose-ish tinted glasses Desmond did. They were just this side of sharper, just this side of terrified
Collecting all that data… Was enough to burn off what the Temple was not going to use to reconstruct the bodies
Desmond still suffered through it. Some of him still burned – but not in the way heat charred flesh and destroyed nerves. It was the burn of circuitry, much like that of Isu, etching itself into his body. After all, the Temple had to go by the “parameters” that were “set by the Admin”
When both Altaїкand Ezio came to – Desmond was the brightest, most golden thing either of them had ever seen
This alone was enough to snap them into gathering him, and the Apple, first – there was no time to question each other, not when they had to *act* first
Random thoughts:
They do not leave the Temple. Well, not at once – and Altaїr, being the most familiar and thus most “attached” to Isu tech – makes good use of being able to access the system
Both, at some point before Desmond wakes up, find out they are not the originals and there is a bout of freaking out. Surprisingly, it’s Ezio who deals with it first – for the sheer force of habit. It wasn’t the first time he was yanked around by the “gods”
Sharing body heat is going to be a thing. We ARE talking about meters upon meters of stone. It doesn’t keep heat well
Ezio is also the one who spend more time holding vigil over Desmond. At least since the moment Altaїr managed to divine Desmond’s name from the system
Abstergo still tried to get inside the Temple. They don’t have a good time out of it – not against two Master Assassins who are much more familiar with direct combat. That one of them is semi-familiar with firearms and the other has control over the building they are in becomes stuff of nightmares
At some point, Abstergo deems recovering anything from Temple a lost cause
At least one instance of Desmond thinking he is dead when he wakes up, and speaking accordingly. Ezio freaks out. Which causes Desmond to freak out. Altaїr is the one who ends up having to talk them into calming down
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armasbw · 7 months
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okok but its so. So important to ME that more assassins in ac learn gentle things w their hands. lil tactile things. pottery or writing or basket weaving or knitting or braiding or smth. they need to know their hands can be used for good things that they're more than the creed and killing templars. does this make sense.
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teecupangel · 1 year
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Reading a new fanfic on AO3, do you have any plot idea's for both Desmond and Clay being transported to renaissance italy and saving the auditore? (fic name is 'we were born for this' des/ezio, and some clay and federico bromance, it's so good, lots of angst but also some funny moments and clay helping desmond heal, i would recommend!)
The fic in question: We Were Born For This by the wonderful @saberamane. It's truly a great read and I second the recommendation!
For Desmond not leaving the Farm and the ramifications of what that entails + Clay helping Desmond heal, you might be interested in this idea.
Now, this ask specified Desmond and Clay being transported to Renaissance Italy and saving the Auditore so let’s set that up.
Everything up to AC3 remains the same but, this time, when Desmond dies, he gets transported to the Gray.
Clay is already there and this seemed to be some kind of twisted reward from Juno as ‘gratitude’ for playing their part.
Desmond is the one who accepted his fate, Clay will be the one who goes ‘fuck that shit’ and starts trying to connect with the Gray.
Technobabble that Desmond won’t understand but Clay’s main point is that this isn’t magic. The Gray is based on tech they may not understand but that meant they just need to understand it.
His plan was simply to be able to do what Juno had done and connect to the real world via the POE… or the Animus perhaps… although Clay is thinking Juno was connecting to the memory of the POE in the Animus-(“Uh, Clay, dumb it down?”“Juno’s using the Calculations to predict our actions and left voicemails that sounds like she’s talking to us using the POEs so we can get them when we’re in the Animus.”)
Now, this can go either:
Clay accidentally fucked the Gray and it threw the two of them out and into Renaissance Italy
Clay accidentally opened a line of communication with a POE BUT it’s the wrong time period and POE: The Shroud that Giovanni was going to hide. Now the Shroud thing will be complicated because there is an Isu conscience already there so we’ll have to include him in the plot. Also, this meant that they won’t be physically there and will primarily use the Shroud to talk to Giovanni and the Auditores. Of course, we can bypass that by having Giovanni get Ezio’s Apple earlier then use the Apple to create holograms for Clay and Desmond (kinda like the drone holograms in Zero Eclipse).
Whichever plot you decide to go for, it would be Desmond who decides to save the Auditores. Clay agrees because he wants to fuck up the Isu’s plans.
Unorganized ideas:
Clay is in it to fuck shit up. The fate of the world? Assassins versus Templars? They don’t really matter all that much to him. He’s too broken to care about such things. Destroying the Isus’ carefully laid out plans though… that helps him focus. That keeps the madness at bay.
On the other hand, Clay definitely does everything to help and save Desmond. As far as he’s concerned, it’s him and Desmond against the world.
Desmond doesn’t believe Clay truly doesn't care about the world or the Assassins. He thinks Clay is only saying that to not be reminded of how he had to die to save the world and about Juno’s manipulation. Desmond doesn’t buy it. Clay tells him that Desmond just wants to believe Clay's a good person but he's not. Whoever is right is up to you.
Also, Desmond definitely has a soft spot for Ezio. He wants to save the Auditores because he believes he knows them and loves them even.
Clay is helping for two different reasons: 1) It’s what Desmond wants and 2) He’s doing it for Ezio. While his synchronization with Ezio wasn’t as high as Desmond, he still believes he knew Ezio. Perhaps not as closely as Desmond (and he believes that Desmond cares for Ezio too much that it's detrimental to Desmond himself) but he does care for Ezio. (“Like a distant cousin”“Just say brother, Clay.”“Second-cousin… twice removed.”“Do you even understand how that works???”)
Giovanni would see them as two Assassins who had gone rogue with Desmond being the ‘mentor’ to Clay’s ‘acolyte’. Giovanni is sure their Brotherhood isn’t a good one if Clay’s trash-talking of William Miles is any indication.
When the whole Desmond may be Altaïr’s descendant blows up, Clay milks it before Desmond could try to say no. Just full-on “Yes! That’s right! This is Desmond Miles, great great great… great?… grandson! Some even say he’s the second coming of Altaïr!” “No, they don’t, CLAY!”
Clay lives for the chaos. Desmond just wants to save people and the Templars.
Maria is actually the one who sees that Clay thrives in chaos because he hates the silence. To be more exact, the silence reminds him of the bedroom in the Animus Room where he slowly lost his mind.
When Clay loses himself to the Bleed, Desmond is the only one who can snap him out of it. They were worried that staying in Renaissance Italy would make Clay’s Bleed worse, especially as they near the day of the execution, but it actually has the opposite effect on him. The longer they stay in Renaissance Italy, the fewer episodes Clay has.
Desmond thinks that having an actual support system (him and the Auditores) is helping. Clay thinks it’s because his mind is adapting to the time period and the fact that his Bleed is of Ezio and Ezio is right there is keeping him stable. (“So it is because you have a support system!” “It’s because Ezio’s there.” “To help you! To be your friend!”)
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sweetpeauserboxes · 2 years
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sulfies · 7 days
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Wolves In Romé pt2
pt1 here
“I know, I know… believe me I know exactly what you are going through” Ezio could swear he heard a scoff in response
The wolf under him gave a soft whine as he fastened the last knot of the bandage onto the poor animal. He was glad all his fingers were left intact from this encounter...
”I would say you almost sat better than me on my first time” Ezio entertained himself as he talked to the wolf, fingers smoothing the bandage he wrestled onto the beast. “And I do mean the arrow, you horndog… or hornwolf”
His tone teased but Ezio was not lying with his compliments even if the animal could not understand him. The wolf had sat surprisingly still, not that he had wanted to be bit, but he was fairly certain wolves didn't just let you pet and bandage them so he had expected at least a nibble or some puncture marks to remember by.
And now that Ezio had done the basics of medicine, the fact that he was crouched next to a grown wolf that he just helped was entering into his brain fully …. he did not know where to go from there.
His fingers reached back up to the furry ears, digging them into the thick fur to scratch at the spot that got the wolf to close his eyes in a sigh. 
Definitely not a normal wolf.
”You must have an owner, Cuccilio… You are trained at least to human touch aren't you?”
The amber eyes slowly opened back, focused directly to his own.
”Those freaks were chasing after you for a reason hmm? Were they your owners? Please don't tell me they were your owners”
The wolf just tilted his head and sneezed on his face. Rude.
”Yea okay, spray your nasty sylva over my face… not like I saved your hide or anything” He said as he crossed his brows in a fake anger. The reply he got was a soft huff and whack of a tail on his leg. As if the wolf was playing along with his ramblings.
Ezio’s voice was low and soft in the night “Now what to even do with you…”
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“No way!”
“I couldn’t leave him in the city!”
”Ezio… No way!”
”And If I leave him in the woods his wound will just get infected!”
”SO YOU BROUGHT IT HERE?”
Here, being the doorstep of Leo’s studio in the middle of the night.
”Well he did follow me all the way here… he is friendly Leonardo, I swear!”
Leonardo glanced at the monster with blood-soaked fur mouth… 
“It’s a wolf Ezio! Wolves are not friendly.”
”I thought you would be excited to see one! You told me one time how you wanted to study them…” Ezio placed his hands on his hips and… pouted like the grown man he is.
Leo sighed. “Yes a DEAD one, the kind that won't maul me to death.”
”Well, good thing this one won't!”
Leo glanced at the bloody mess sitting right next to Ezio listening to their conversation calmly… weird.
”Merda…” He looked back at Ezio’s grinning face “Where did you even find him Ezio?”
The other man rocked on his feet “He was getting hunted by those crazed wolf worshippers on the street… So I-“
”You thought it was a dog at first and jumped in, didn’t you…?”
Ezio snapped his mouth shut and looked to the side down at his new friend.
”It was dark…”
A snort came from the wolf and it looked back at Ezio with what could be described as a wolf's best attempt at an eye-roll… again, weird.
Another sigh… Leonardo leaned on his doorframe and watched the two most dangerous beings in all of Italy standing at his doorstep in silence for a few seconds.
”You cannot leave me alone with it…”
”I wouldn’t dream of it!”
”not even a second!” “I won't, I promise!”
Ezios grin went bigger as he made a step to go into Leo’s workshop only to get stopped by a hand on his chest.
”I am not kidding Ezio, I do not want to be wolf food!”
This time the wolf's snort was directed at him. Did he understand them? No… animals are animals.
Ezio looked down and with his head gestured to it. “Come on Cuccilio, Leonardo decided to be kind to us… for now”
His third sigh of the night left him and he stepped back,
“If it was anyone else but you Mi Amico… but you need to clean him.”
Ezio’s shoulders dropped in relief.
“Thank you, Leonardo, I owe you one”
“You owe me so much I should just have access to your banking records.”
Ezio laughs as he walks past Leonardo, giving his shoulder a pat. “As if you already don't~”
Leo glared at his friend, almost forgetting about the giant beast till it walked past him like he already owned the place!
“Ay… it's going to be a long night”
He walked toward his wine stash.
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He was finally clean, getting his face dried with a rough towel as he lay on the ground of the workshop.
Desmond was surprised Leonardo actually let them in. At this point, he was concerned both for Ezio and Leo’s rational thinking ability because he personally, under no circumstances, would allow a wolf covered in human blood into his home.
“Now, you are clean… as you can be at least, Cuccilio”
“Really? You are still going to call it a puppy?” 
Ezio looked back to his friend who was sitting at his table sketching Desmond’s form on the ground. Getting used to having a wolf in his studio with the help of a glass or two. 
Now that the initial shock, some-don't ask-how, was gone the artist was happy to get his observations. 
“Well… he doesn't have a name-”
“And he should not, you will get attached the moment you name him Ezio.”
Ezio scoffed “No I wo-” 
“Yes, you will.” Leo smiled down at his friend from where he sat, trying to get Desmond's back muscles right on his paper.
 He was getting sketched by The Leonardo da Vinci, in his studio, as a wolf… 
His tail thumped on the ground slowly.
“I get helping the poor thing, Ezio, but surely you aren’t planning on keeping him?”
Desmond’s ears perked up at that. Ezio put the dirty towel he used to wipe his face away. His other hand still underneath his maw, holding it lightly, while middle two fingers scratched lightly at a spot that gave Desmond’s tail a bit more speed.
Oh no… Desmond knew exactly what Ezio was thinking.
“I mean… I always wanted a dog.”
“Ezio-” Leo started but Ezio cut him off. “He is clearly not a normal one, Leo… took an arrow to the leg and didn't even try to nip when I ripped it out of him..”
His free hand joined to scratch his neck and even if baffled at his stupidity Desmond couldn't stop himself from leaning into it when it was digging into just the right spot.
“Look, he even lets me pet him. I don't think he is a wild one at all… most likely trained.” He looked back at his friend with a grin. “It's a tamed wolf, Leo! I mean-”
“Per l'amor di dio Ezio, You can barely look after yourself, do you have time for a pet? Let alone a wolf?!” His dear friend mused in a concerned tone. 
Desmond looked back at Ezio who was still just petting him with a soft excited smile. 
Oh no…He already made up his mind, didn’t he?
“Oh, who am I talking to…You already made up your mind the moment you brought him to my door didn't you Amico?” the only sane man in the room parroted Desmond’s thoughts.
Ezio turned to look back at his friend his smile turning to a sheepish grin. “Come on Leonardo… when will I ever come across an animal like this again?”
“And you plan on what? Making him a dog assassin? Teach him how to jump roof to roof?”
Desmond sneezed at the image that came to his mind of a wolf in an assassin getup. 
“And does it even want to be kept?”
That made Ezio look back at Desmond, his face showing an expression that said he had not thought of that aspect… Desmond realized he also had not.
He did follow Ezio willingly to here almost automatically but he didn't need to stay here… he could just go, he should just go but… then what? Yes, he was a wolf now, but Desmond was human first and his mind was, surprisingly, still his. 
He didn't know a thing about being a wolf! Would he survive? Did he even understand wolf talk or howl or whatever they do? 
Did he want to be a wolf?
No, he thought.
 He did not want to run through the woods every day hunting for a meal to not starve, sleeping in the open cold air, and waking up with no one to talk to. 
No, he decided. He would not run to the woods.
“Bené… you make a good poi-” Ezio’s somber tone was cut off as Desmond slowly sat up, trying to not move his injured leg too much and plopped his head right on Ezio’s lap, nuzzling into his leg as he sighed softly. Looking up he met his eyes, rich brown ones looking back at him.
“Per carità… forget I even asked” Leonardo’s voice supplied in exhaustion.
Ezio’s grin returned full force, eyes twinkling like the first time he let him pet and Desmond found that he could get used to being a lapdog if it made Ezio this happy.
The three sat there in the night as Ezio’s hands found their way back to Desmond’s fur, Leonardo’s pencil strokes filling in the silence between them.
After a good while as Desmond’s eyelids grew heavier, he heard Ezio’s deep voice speak up again “Now can I name him?”
A well-repeated sigh came as an answer “What do you have in mind?”
“Something strong, a good Roman name for a good Roman wolf…”
Desmond’s ear twitched, half listening as the soft rumble of the assassin's voice lulled him to almost sleep.
“Aldobrandino…”
WHAT?!
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demigoddessqueens · 8 months
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your hands are cold
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A/N - based off a CR ask HERE
Altair
Skilled and feared Mentor and Master who reveres the touch of his lover and returns your kiss fervently
Edward
The pirate Assassin is not so used to softness but he lovingly accepts your sweet kiss
Jacob
You kiss his bruised knuckles after his fight club? Oh you’re getting pelted with x10 more affection
Ezio
ANOTHER one who is affectionate AF, wrapping his big arms around you along with the kisses
Basim
A shy, soft smile in return before he returns a kiss for you
Aya
She thinks it’s adorable for you and who is she to refuse, let alone not return, a kiss to/from you?
Evie
A soft gasp of surprise and this 🥹 look from her as there’s a blush along her freckles
Shay
This is Assassin-era Shay so he’s a total hot flirt who is very receptive and giving back 😏
Aveline
Thinks it’s the cutest thing ever from you but returns a kiss on your cheek instead
Kassandra
A misthios who isn’t shy about her feelings and kisses along both of your hands back
Yusuf
Lovingly accepts and returns said kisses, even when you protest because his beard tickles
Connor
Heart is bursting, cheeks blushing because he thinks this is so adorable of you
Desmond
bit flustered but he’ll try and prolong it, something like “oh my cheek/lips are missing it 👀”
Eivor
Absolutely takes their sweet time returning a hand kiss back till the point you’re flustered
Bayek
Practically melts under your kiss, and has you melting if he returns it
Arno
He’s so not so subtle about returning your loving gaze as you do, only his hand kisses linger longer
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Continuing the post from earlier, inspired by @sulfies
"Father? How?"
The hurt, disbelief and sadness in that question broke Edward's heart to hear. His son has only been ten years old when he died, so for him to be alive would cause confusion. Though Edward also realized, it wasn't really Haytham, no more a ghost of the man his son had become existing in the mind of his decenant. Yet, yet so far this tactic to play along was working so he coming closer to Desmond spoke in a soft, almost tearful tone said
"Yes Haytham it is me. But, I don't know how I am alive again. If I knew I would tell yah lad."
Desmond flung himself into a uncontrollable hug, in which he was sobbing and shaking violently. He was feeling the pain, fear and sadness along with relief and hope from Haytham. Yet he wasn't himself just yet.
"Father. I am so sorry. I have done horrible things. Things you'd be ashamed of."
"Shhh son. I understand. Really I do."
Desmond, while still bleeding Haytham pulled back confusion written on his face. Edward sighed before giving a coy smile and said
"You ain't they only Kenway to have been a Templar lad. I am not proud of that part of my life but if I continue to ignore it, well I am being just as bad if not worse than a full on bleeding heart for the cause son."
He paused to look at Desmond, the lad's eyes still unfocused, so he was still held by Haytham's memories and guilt. He gave him a more sincere smile this time and said
"Haytham you are my son, and I can never hate you. Am I disappointed, sure. But not mad. I have made bad choices too lad. But I still love you and still accept you."
With those words Edward watched as Desmond's eyes slowly focused on him and then he shook his head a moment before bringing a hand to his temple groaning and saying, with a lingering English accent,
"Shit I am so sorry about that Captain. I-I those episodes had passed. I guess my mind is still broken."
"It's alright lad. Your in good company. No judgement here. If anything, I got some good out of the episode myself."
Desmond cocked his head much like Altaïr ibn-La'Ahad would when he was intrigued or curious, Edward had a smile play on his lips
"I was able to speak to my son through you."
"That- That's rare. I don't bleed Haytham often. If anything it's Either definitely Ezio or Connor, maybe Altaïr."
Edward nodded recognizing two big names of the brotherhood. He frowned though not recognizing the name Connor.
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etherealsdreaming · 1 year
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When They See Her Naked 💜
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Altair Ibn La’Ahad
💜 It was another average day under the syrian heat of the sun to the kick of sand as you fought off your opponent. After a few hours you called it a day and headed to your bedroom, closing the door and pulling off the many layers of clothing to your person. Unknown to you, Altair laid on your bed, reading, then watching as you stripped in front of him. You sighed and turned around stopping in your tracks as he raised a handsomely dark brow at your reaction. Your body finally catching up with your mind you ran towards the window curtain covering your body and sending out demands of his reason for being here. He stood up, setting the book down on the bedside and said, “It’s nothing I haven’t seen…” He walked towards the door and stopped; looking over his shoulder he continued, “or to be embarrassed about…. You’re beautiful…” Leaving the room with a gentle closing of the door you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. You didn’t know if you were insulted or honored by his comment only that he sent a deep red blush that covered your body.
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Ezio Auditore
💜 You arrived back at the base to report your findings. But when Ezio saw the amount of blood covering your clothes he rushed to check you. You assured him it was not your own, he sighed in relief and offered you his room to get cleaned up in. As you finished bathing, unknowingly Ezio set a new pair of clothes by the bed when he saw your beautiful naked body climbing out of the bath with water running down those long curvy legs. Before you could even notice his presence he hid behind the dressing screen. He couldn’t help but take a few glances, worried at first; that you may have lied because of your pride. He was relieved you were unharmed as the only sight he saw were the curves, soft creamy skin and the beautiful sized breasts your body possessed. And at the moment you turned away; he quietly snuck out to get some fresh air and imagine all the things he could do to please you.
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Connor Kenway
💜 Joining Connor on a long journey; you both decided to find a place to camp out for the night. While he went out to gather firewood and set up camp; you left to the river close by to wash off all the dirt and blood from your earlier encounter with red coats. Then you heard a movement in the bushes, scaring you you let out a scream. When Connor heard your scream he dropped the pieces of wood and ran towards the river, looking around he stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of your bare naked body before him. When you turned around at the sound of shuffling feet, you attempted to cover yourself up. Both a blushing mess he turned away from you. “What happened?” “A-a animal in the bushes… It’s gone now, you can go…” He nodded and left silently. For the rest of the evening you both were put in awkward silence at the occurrence that happened earlier.
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Arno Dorian
💜 Being best friends with Arno provided a sanctuary of safety. So when you got injured on a mission he immediately requested a doctor to the cafe and refused to leave your side till you were completely healed. He only left after you persuaded him to go on the mission the council was asking for. When he was finally gone on a mission you slowly got out of bed and attempted to start undressing for a bath. Unfortunately, he arrived home early and inquired your reason for walking about. You insisted your need for a bath and when it didn’t look like he’d win, he sighed and offered to help. Despite being close and him not knowing your feelings; it didn’t stop you from being self-conscious. But you appreciated when he tried not to stare and when he removed your clothes and helped you into the bath. Later he came back with fresh clothes and a towel. Drying your legs, he accidentally looked up when you spoke to him; leaving you only to embarrass yourself more and almost tripping when you attempted to grab the towel, he handed it to you and looked away blushing. “You’re beautiful…” in return you blushed and shyly replied, “Maybe I should finish this myself…” he nodded and walked out the door. It was something you both tried not to talk about afterwards.
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squish-o-blair · 1 year
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So I got bored and decided to compile all the lore revealed in the Sonic Twitter Takeovers.
I've highlighted in Green stuff that could be (or is) canon to the games (AKA stuff that's canon, isn't contradicted in canon, or isn't some meta joke), in red is stuff that definitely isn't canon, and the rest you can make your own decision on.
-This is just regular lore but "Ivo" in "Ivo Robotnik" is pronounced "Evo" it's supposed to sound like "evil"
-Eggman is a PC gamer
-Eggman might not be able to swim
-Eggman is in smash he's just super hard to unlock
-Eggman wants to take over the world because "It's Friday" (in other words it's implied that most Sonic games take place or at least START on a Friday.)
-Eggman can't get any bitches
-Eggman works out
-The Sega Saturn is Eggman's favorite Sega console
-Eggman's a fan of old show tunes and lullabies
-There's an Eggman empire lot in North Hollywood
-Eggman has a cat he calls "Biggy Wiggy"
-Eggman is fan of Tokyo Ghoul and Chainsaw Man
-Eggman is Youtuber Cobanermani456's father
-The Egg Pawns have names (one is named Fred)
-Eggman and Sonic hang out sometimes
-Sonic and Eggman are both streamers
-Roger Craig Smith is a fake alias used by Sonic
-Sonic shares a universe with Assassin's Creed and Sonic and Eggman once kidnapped Ezio
-Sonic's a shitty gamer
-Sega is Sonic's agent
-The Sega Genesis is Sonic's favorite Sega console
-Sonic's a fan of Mongolian throat singing
-Sonic is salty about reviewers who continue to bring up Sonic 06
-Sonic's favorite Sonic games are Sonic Boom Rise of Lyric and Sonic Frontiers
-Sonic's favorite movie is Chao in Space (even though he hasn't seen it)
-Tails hacked Eggman's Twitter account (which eggman stole from Sonic) via a "lonley robots in your area" virus
-Tails is a My Hero Academia fan
-Tails is fucking ripped
-Tails is a pro among us gamer
-All their gloves stay clean because of a special polymer that Tails made
-Tails is an Acapella fan
-it took Shadow until the aftermath of Forces to find the damn 4th Chaos emerald
-Shadow only uses Android phones
-Shadow is a Breaking Bad fan
-Shadow has killed a real life person and plans to kill more
-The Dreamcast is Shadow's favorite Sega Console
-Shadow's a fan of classic rock
-Shadow is a fan of anime (specifically Kill La Kill)
-Shadow eats coffee beans raw with a spoon
-Shadow is good friends with Big and Knuckles (more-so than Sonic)
-Shadow hates Capitalism
-Shadow donates his rings to charity
-Shadow shops at a convenience store named "Maria" and feels like if he can support some Maria out there, then he feels like he's making the world a better place
-Shadow has a soft spot for kittens and wants to open a cat orphanage
-Shadow's favorite movie is Chao in Space 3 (which he features in)
-Shadow is a fan of Infinite's theme
-Shadow writes poetry
-Shadow and Maria ordered pizza on the ARK that came from Earth
-Doom's eye is still alive, him and Shadow occasionally go out for dinner
-Shadow is the living embodiment of drip
-Shadow very heterosexually hypes up Knuckles a lot
-Shadow specifically tried to keep Sonic away from him during the final boss of SA2 because he knew Sonic would've fell to Earth too if he tried to rescue him
-Despite all the issues Shadow has with Sonic's methods and morals, he doesn't hate him
-Shadow is a bad cook
-Shadow is (or will be) legally married to @/RealShadowFan01 on Twitter
EDIT: the wedding's off :(
-Shadow is panromatic/pansexual
-Shadow volunteers at soup kitchens
-The Shadow Dark Chao seen in promo art and the IDW comics does in fact belong to Shadow
-Shadow and Amy are both huge Taylor Swift fans
-Amy's favorite Sonic game is Sonic Heroes
-Amy is a Fruits Basket fan
-Amy still visits Little Planet and makes jewelry out of gems found in Quartz Quadrant
-Knuckles collects rocks that look like animals
-Knuckles is a Lizzo fan
-Knuckles, Cream, and Vanilla are big One Punch Man fans
-Chaos Control is activated by literally just holding the emerald and shouting "chaos control" that's it, anyone can do it.
-On the Planet Wisp, Hide and Seek is called "Don't be seen or perish" and whoever gets found is tossed into the volcano on Planet Wisp
-Yaker died once
-They physically can't take their gloves off
-The Sonic OVA is canon
-Mean Beans are living beings
-Grounder is canon
-Metal Sonic is a series of multiple robots and not just one that gets repaired each time (this probably isn't canon anymore)
-Infinite is still alive
-Infinite occasionally sends Eggman gay Sonadow porn
-Charmy runs a thrift store
-The stone tablet in Frontiers translates to sonic version of the Bee Movie script
-Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Amy, and Shadow, all work in an unknown office somewhere
Things that exist in Sonic Universe (all of these could be red. You decide man idk):
-Twitter
-All forms of Sonic media (including games, comics, and TV shows) (they're retellings of Sonic's stories)
-Summer of Sonic
-Sonic Stadium
-Sega
-Undertale the game (and specifically Sans as a fictional character) and Toby Fox
-Game Grumps (specifically Jontron era)
-Tootsie pops (big day for tootsie pop Sonic fans)
-The Macarena
-Twitch
-Sonic songs (Escape from the City, Live and Learn, E.G.G.M.A.N., Believe in Myself, Infinite, and Vandelize are mentioned by name or referenced.)
-Cobanermani456
-Hulu
-Tyson Hesse
-Super Smash Bros (both as an event AND an in universe video game)
-SiivaGunner and GilvaSunner
-Hyper Potions
-Crush 40
-San Diego
-Apple
-Sega HARDlight
-Breaking Bad
-Sonadow porn
-Spike Chunsoft
-The Danganronpa Games (or at least V3)
-Etika
-North Hollywood
-Kill la Kill
-regular ass cats (not like Blaze, just normal real life cats) (also regular dogs)
-Alpharad
-Jacksepticeye
-Patreon
-Youtube
-Xbox
-Playstation
-Nintendo Switch
-The Completionist
-Gushers
-The "you know I had to do it to em" meme
-Tokyo Ghoul
-My Hero Academia
-Global Giving
-St. Jude
-Extra Life
-Hot Topic
-What does the Fox say
-Tee Lopes
-Tyler Smyth
-Sam's Procastionation Station
-Elsie Fisher
-Barry Kramer
-RubberNinja
-Sonamy fans
-Caddicarus
-Mario
-Among Us
-Colleen O'Shaughnessy
-Youtube
-Fadel Gamescage
-Lizzo
-Taylor Swift
-Elon Musk (implied)
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thedragonqueen1998 · 4 months
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I just got this AU idea, like legit, it just hit me so hard. XD But yeah, what if: neing an Assassin wasn't the only secret Giovanni hid? He also kept it secret that the Auditore line is cursed.
Basically, werewolves. I know, cliché, but werewolves are fun! :D
But yeah, Giovanni thought his family was free of the curse as both his father, brother and himself didn't suffer it like their grandfather. That is, until Federico suffered his first transformation. Hearing his eldest sons screams of pain and seeing flesh tear and bones break broke his heart.
'God, why did you curse Federico? Why did you lull me into the false hope of living free of this curse?' He couldn't help but think, watching his son finish the gruesome transformation. He knew he should have struck the beast down while it was incapacitated, but it was Federico, his son. He couldn't do it, even if it would save the rest of his family. He should have had the cages that he and his brother used to sleep in before they knew for certain that they wouldn't transform. Now it's too late. His eldest son would murder them all and if he survived the guards until the morning, he would wake up without his family, covered in their blood.
Any minute now, the beast that was covering in the corner- wait. Werewolves never show fear. And the beassts eyes.. they shine with intelligence. With fear. Could it be? That there is no dumb beast, just his son?
"Federico?"
The beast flinches with the sound of his voice and whimpers. It is truly his son! Federico is not a mindless beast, so unlike his grandfather. So unlike any other beast before him. Maybe the curse has weakened after being absent for 2 generations? No matter how it happened, he will take this blessing.
"Federico, everything will be alright. May i come near you?"
He wants nothing more than to run and hug his son, but even without the madness, Federico will be much stronger than before and his claws are long and sharp. He could easily scratch his father to death in a hug. But his son nods to his request and he cautiously holds his sons featsome face in his hands. The fur is soft, warm and has the same colour as his hair, a dark brown, almost black shade. His dark brown eyes shine with tears, showing how distressed he is. A beast rarely cries and only does so when in great despair. He has heard tales of beasts slaughtering their families while crying, showing that despite not being in control, they are aware. He has not heard of crueler curse and probably never will.
"Federico, i promise you, this transformation is temporary. In the morning you will be back to your human self and i will explain everything. For now, rest. I will stay snd watch over you."
Giovanni watches his son curl up to him, seeking comfort. Usually, Federico would be too old for such things, but being a family of Assassins, they rarely give much thought to what society deems acceptable and in this circumstance, comfort is needed. Everything will be fine by morning. Their lives are irrevocably changed, but it's still a good life.
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Man, the words just came flowing out of me. XD So, i imagine this takes place when Federico is around 18. So he knows about the Assassins and has been training for a while(i headcannon he started sround 16-17, unless it's stated somewhere when he started?). Both Giovanni and him decide to keep training him as an Assassin, but they both know that Federico likely won't be trusted or sent away on missions, due to the curse. Renato was a great Assassin, but he very rarely travelled far from Monteriggioni due to not risking being away from the Dungeon. The Dungeon is basically a bunch of deep holes with heavy metal grates ontop. This design ensures that the werewolf can't get out and won't hurt snyone as long as the keep away from the grate.
In this AU, this is why Giovanni waits to tell Ezio about the Assassins. If Ezio turns out to be cursed too, they need to know if he will be like Federico or if he will be a mindless beast. Ezio's room is right next to Federico's, so if Ezio transforms and goes berserk, Federico can try to hold him while everyone gets to the secret tunnel. If Ezio retains his sanity, he can be informed of all the family secrets and start his training. Though it is risky, having a werewolf as an Assassin has some very obvious perks. The increased strenght, agillity and senses bleed into their human form, so they always make great Assassins as long as they ensure there is a cell strong enough to keep them contained.
But yeah. Big brainstorm info dump. XD Was gonna say idk what else to do with this, but then: What if? The day Giovanni and his sons get captured is a fullmoon and Federico transforms? Giovanni tries to explain to Petruccio why his big brother suddenly turned into a monster when they hear the howl of another werewolf. Federico and Giovanni share a sad look and both know that this has to be Ezio. The curse rarely affect women and Claudia is still too young to transform. Ezio is scared and confused and he originaly planned to talk to his father, but now he can't talk and would his father even recognise the monster he's become? Should he even try to see his father? No, he should wait this out, maybe this is a temporary thing and tomorrow everything will be alright.
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Duh duh duuuu! XD But yeah, now i'm done. 🤣
Hope it's okay to tag you @teecupangel? This seems like an idea you would like. 💜 I at least had fun writing and coming up with this idea. ^^
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saberamane · 1 month
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I would just like to share this lovely comment from someone on chapter 65 of 'We Were Born For This', it is just so great to see some just get it when you write something that isn't blatant or right in your face.
I've been binge reading this wonderful story over the past couple days, and when i got to this chapter i just had to comment. It feels almost like the culmination of... a lot of things desmond is overcoming, i don't quite know how to put it into words though i'll try (if it comes across awkwardly just keep in mind i absolutely adore this story with my whole heart, so it absolutely isn't intentional).
The way i'm thinking about it, is that we've been slowly watching desmond reclaim how to be a person, and this is one of the last Big Things that have been taken from him without any progress on overcoming it, so it feels like a big victory for desmond to find a way that feels 'safe' for him to explore this side of himself. While as an ace myself i'm fully aware sex isn't necessary for a fulfilling life, it is a completely different thing to have something forcibly stolen than it is to willingly give it up, so there's almost a feeling of pride in seeing desmond begin to grow past it. I also really liked the subtle dom/sub aspects you introduced, even if it was apparently an accident, because i've always felt like it was almost, natural, for things to go in that direction with characters like that. Let's see if i can put it into words, sorry if i ramble on too much...
Okay, so when you have that human weapon vibe from a character, it almost feels like having some sort of sub vibes (sexual or non-sexual) comes naturally, you know? Like, when someone has been built from birth to be nothing more than a weapon, with no wants or desires of their own, the idea of taking charge of themselves for no purpose other than to serve themselves would probably feel unnatural. Like, even when those characters heal and grow beyond just being nothing more than a weapon, that doesn't erase the past, doesn't change the fact that they feel more like they were /built/ than /born/, and that part of their being is always going to be there in the background. And it's its own kind of healing, to choose for yourself who you /want/ to guide and direct you, to willingly offer what was previously taken forcibly. To still be a weapon, but one wielded by gentle hands that you know would never hurt you, that doesn't even view you as the weapon you know yourself to be but instead considers you as the person with wants and needs you can only allow under their encouragement... still a weapon, but more than just a /thing/ to be used and thrown aside... the inherent eroticism of the weapon/wielder dynamic, is what i'm saying. I like my smut with a side of psychoanalysis, lol.
It was wonderfully executed as well, i must say. The smut was written in a wonderfully visceral way, and you could just feel desmond giving himself over so beautifully. Being a good soft dom apparently comes naturally to ezio, with his easy confidence and understanding of what desmond wants and needs, and sheer delight at providing it. Desmond being able to completely relax into it thanks to the mix of the pleasure (unfamiliar and taboo) with the feeling of being commanded (easy and safe). The shame and fear being countered by the comfort of a person he loves and wholly trusted being the one to guide him through it, turning it from something he's doing wrong and must be punished for, to something he's unquestionably doing right as ezio tells him how good he is for it, all while being considerate to hold himself back and not push desmond too far for his own wants and desires.
Basically, thank you very much for such a wonderful story, i am very happy to read this :)
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Please can we an example of a conversation on Maria and Claudia embarrassing ezio 🙏
I got you anon, and I appreciate you.
Claudia: Madre!
Maria: sì caro?
Claudia: did you see Ezio go into my room at all, within the past half hour or so?
Maria: sì, I'd say about maybe 15-20 minutes ago, why?
Claudia: BECAUSE! yesterday I went shopping at Dior and got brand new makeup. I bought some more liquid highlighter and lip stick today and when I went to put it away.. my eyeliner, mascara, glossy lip oil, and bronzer are gone! and I know you have your own, plus would ask me to pick you some up. I KNOW Ezio is behind this.
Maria: it does sound like something he would do..
Claudia: ...I should get back at him!
Maria: ...how so mio caro?
Claudia: we FaceTime him, bring up him stealing my make up and name off what I know he's wearing. he's with "the boys" right now anyways.
Maria: after you...this will be fun.
calling ezio
Claudia: pick up you bastardo!
Ezio: sorella! what do I owe the honor to speak to you--
Claudia: Ezio, FaceTime me now.
Ezio: I'm with the boys Claudia what--
Claudia: DO IT NOW OR IM TELLING MADRE!
Ezio: okay okay, jeez...
gets on FaceTime with Claudia
Ezio: so? what did you need--
Arno: bonjour mon cher!
Claudia: hello Arno!
Ezio: mio dio...what did you need Claudia?
Claudia: I need my makeup back, the stuff you took from my room earlier.
Altaïr & Connor: what--
Arno & Desmond: *looks at each other nervously*
Edward & Jacob: *cackle like witches*
Ezio: *chokes on spit*
Claudia: the eyeliner, mascara, glossy lip oil, and the bronzer. also, I love the highlighter you're wearing, which one is it? *smirks*
Arno: *texts Claudia giving the name of the highlighter Ezio is wearing*
Jacob: DUDE! is that why you look like you've got a glow to your skin?
Edward: and why your lashes look darker and more..of an oomf to them? like curl and full looking?
Altaïr: your cheek bones look defined, but also soft.
Connor: you look beautiful Ezio.
Arno: 10/10--
Jacob: SMASH!
Desmond & Co.: Jacob, must you?
Claudia: anyways make sure you give them back idiota. *hangs up*
Maria: that kind of back fired huh? *grins*
Claudia: well, at least they're supportive and not judgemental *chuckles*
in the end the boys pester Ezio about makeup. 10/10 the boys are supportive and not judgemental. it's a fact. i say so.
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sc4llywag · 14 days
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What's your current favorite game, who's your current favorite character and do you have a favorite song/soundtrack?
Also which character do you love to hate?
Also also please feel free to use this ask to simply info dump about any headcanons or ideas or anything really!
Well I'm answering asks now so
hello old asks I've forgotten to answer
I'm gonna assume these are ac related
Current fav game : Assassin's Creed 3
Current fav character(s) : Connor, Shay, Malik, Desmondddd
Fav soundtrack : Assassin's Creed Revelations and 3
Character I love to hate : Probably Charles Lee but also FUCK William Miles he's a DICKHEAD
-Some random headcanons-
Shaun hates tea, he hates it. Coffee for him all the way‼️
Altaïr has frequent nightmares about the visions from the apple and Al Mualim bullshit and Malik is always there to calm him and hold him until he falls asleep again
Malik has similar nightmares but always about Kadar and Altaïr being there is scary because he still has that anger, but he's a new man and throws himself into Altaïr's arms, thanking him :(
Achilles is Connor's adoptive father. No buts.
Edward told grand stories of his adventures to Haytham and always mentioned his friends to keep the memory of them alive
Shaytham. That's the headcanon
Shaytham specifically because Haytham and Shay are both big losers who lost everything and connect in that way when Haytham actually opened up to Shay. (That def took a long time btw)
Malik has very soft hands, Altaïr's are calloused and rough as shit(the opposites attract HHegwgagagg)
Ezio tries to learn how to paint with Leonardo, but he prefers the building and architect lessons more
Ezio and Machiavelli totally had a thing
Shaun is a night owl and Desmond sleeps in like hell
That's all I have in me rn 😔 thank you asker
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