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Assassins Preference- What do they do with their kids?

An old request from Anon! I decided not to go past Syndicate protagonists because I haven’t played Origins, and only a little of Odyssey, and I stuck with the main protagonists for the sake of time.

Altair He would teach them all the life skills an Assassin would need to survive and carry out their tasks. He would often take them to busy places and give them a “mission” to test their skills once they’re old enough in his eyes. He would be a strict mentor, having learned from his own pride and arrogance when he was young. When he wasn’t actively teaching them assassin skills, he’d be more likely to leave them to their own devices, provided they were old enough to look after themself. He’d tell them stories of his own youth (toned down on the violent details, only covering vague details about the way he killed his enemies and focusing more on how he evaded danger). He’d try to spin his stories to impart wisdom on them in a way that wasn’t so obvious. 

Ezio As an old(er) man, he’s not so quick to offense, and is able to let himself be more open to his kids. Depending on where he had his child(ren) live, he’d take them to see the sights of the bigger cities nearby, keeping a close eye on them at all times so they didn’t get into trouble. He wouldn’t tell them about their Assassin lineage until they were around the age he found out about it, but he’d teach them how to climb by sneaking outside with them when their mother wasn’t looking and climbing up to the roof to stare out into the landscape. He’d tell them stories, both real and made up. If they were caught, he’d begin to sing in hopes of lessening their mother’s discipline. He’d take them riding if they were old enough to stay mounted on a horse, but if they weren’t, he’d let them sit with him. Besides that, he’d do whatever his child(ren) wanted- he was a softie for them and he wouldn’t hide it.

Connor  We’ve already gotten a glimpse at what he’d do with his child(ren). He’d teach them to track, hunt, and navigate the land with ease. He’d teach them the traditions of their people, and maybe when they were old enough he’d take them to Boston or New York, and depending on how it went for them he’d take them back every so often. He’d let them roam the Homestead, trusting the other members of the community to keep an eye on them for the most part. However, he warns them not to venture too far into the wilderness alone. When they were older than ten, he’d take them sailing, letting them stand at the wheel but keeping a guiding hand nearby in case things got out of control (the wind and sea is not exactly consistent). 

Edward We’ve also gotten a glimpse at Edward as a father! As a man of wealth, he is happy to dote on his children, keeping them in line but offering advice on how to commit mischief around the house without their mother catching on. He’d cover for them if they ever did arouse suspicion. He’d take them to experience things he never got to as a kid, or as a young man. Performances of all sorts, fine dining, all of it. He considered taking them sailing, though depending on their age he’d be less likely to do so. He at least took them all sailing once, reliving his youth quietly while his children experienced the open sea, possibly for the first time. 

Haytham I don’t count what Haytham did in the games as “fathering”. With a child he actually got a chance to raise, he’d be distant at first, but as it got older he’d impart all the teachings of the Order on them, without divulging the true nature of it. He’d emphasize fighting and developing their tact, being an unrelenting mentor for both. He’d often take them along to templar business if it wasn’t overly dangerous. He’d end up leaving them to their own devices while he worked in the shadows. When they neared adulthood, he’d send them on templar missions while tailing them to watch how they’ve grown. If they were successful, he’d offer critiques but also a few bits of praise. If they failed, they would expect to get a sigh and a condescending comment, but little else. He’d fix it himself. 

Arno He’d be a calm, but somewhat distant father. By the time he’s had his child, he’s grown a little less hostile to the world. He’d take them to the Cafe-Theatre, watching shows with them and introducing them to the staff (unless, of course, they still live in the Cafe-Theatre). He’d take them out of Paris often, on “adventures” into the countryside with their mother. It’s a good escape for him mentally, and he takes the time to focus on the child’s fun. When they were old enough, he’d take them to Versailles, telling them stories from his childhood. He’d avoid too much detail on the people- he still mourns Elise even if he found love again. 

Evie Evie may be straight-laced most of the time, but she can be an entirely different person around her child. She encourages use of the imagination, taking them to bookshops and encouraging them to read as much as they could. She’s play board games with them, hoping they’d learn how to strategize from the many games they play. On nice evenings, she’d take them around London, visiting the parks and enjoying the street performances. She’d teach them all about flowers, and if they showed an interest, would show them how to press flowers to preserve them for longer. If her child was her daughter, she’d spend a lot of time putting her hair into nice updos, but rarely would she force her into a dress. If her child were a boy, she’d be sure to keep him from following the example of her uncle- though, she supposes, either child is just as likely to follow Jacob’s example. 

Jacob He’d be a father with a lot of ideas, some of which are even good! He’d take them exploring London, showing them the train and letting his old friends look after them for a little bit so they got more interesting experiences. He’d encourage any bold action, to an extent. Depending on when he had the kid, he either learned quite a bit from Jack, or will scramble to keep them safe when Jack begins his bloody spree across London. He’d teach them to fight, and patch up any wounds they get in scraps with other kids. When they’re old enough, he gives them their own grappling hook and tells them not to do anything he wouldn’t do with it (which isn’t as much as he thinks).

Desmond He’s be an awkward father, for sure. Not really used to being around kids, he treats his young kid like they were made of glass. As they grew older, he’d try to take them to movies, restaurants, parks... all fairly local and within his limited budget. He tries his best to support their interests, whether that be by buying them crayons and coloring books or signing them up for a martial arts class. Eventually he gets better at budgeting so he can support them better, and if he can get involved he won’t run away, though he certainly wouldn’t be insistent on always being with his kid. He gives them space, but lets them know that he’s always there if they want him. 

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It’s been a while

So I do exist still. I have a few updates that I’ll put under a read more so it’s not in everyone’s way 

I made this blog when I was still in high school. 

I still really really love Assassin’s Creed, and I might do some requests and finish up some preferences, but I foresee this blog turning into an archive of my old work instead of being revived. 

I’m in my second year of college, which has kept me busy all on its own, not including all the groups I’ve joined. A lot of my friends like Assassin’s Creed, or are getting into it, so it’s nice to have one of my oldest interests that I still enjoy be discussed every now and then, but it’s gotten harder and harder to write full fics or even full-cast preferences for the games as they continue to grow (I think Syndicate had just come out when I made this blog, about 4 years ago now- wow, this is an older blog than I thought).

I debated deleting it, but I figured I’d leave this up for people to read what I used to write. My interests have changed and grown, and while I still care for AC, it’s not as easy to write as it once was. 

It’s not a bad thing, but I felt like it should be addressed. Instead of writing fictional works, I’m in a few writing groups on my college campus. I play games for casual competition, and I’m even in a D&D campaign! I’ve found that to be a really good way to express my creativity in a much more personal way to people, and I have a new blog on Tumblr now dedicated to it. Improv is really fun, actually.

I really appreciate all the kind words, support, and feedback from you guys. Your support has kept me interested in writing, even though I don’t have many plans to write for AC, you guys are still amazing for supporting my much younger self’s passion for writing <3 

So... yeah. 

Tl;dr: I’m not really back, just hoping to tie a few loose ends before moving onto another blog with a different focus. 

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Hey~! Hope it's not rude to ask,but just out of curiosity,how many requests do you have? Including match ups? I'm just curious cause I read your match ups and they are S O sweet and amazing,and I can't wait until you re-open ships! You're a great writer,keep up the amazing work~🌸!

Thank you for the super sweet message! I have about 50 requests (mainly one-shots), which isn’t a whole lot compared to lots of other imagine blogs, but it’s a nice amount for me, so I’m not complaining! With school, I’m not sure when I’ll reopen ships in the near future but I’m glad you like them! 

I hope I get the chance to get some of those requests filled! 

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Do you think you can do headcannons for what type of fathers Connor and Shay might be? Please and thank you, hope I didn't bother you!

I definitely can! 

Connor (He has a daughter in canon, now! Ahhh, so awesome!!!) 

- A careful father, but he’s not afraid to let his kids experience things on their own. He remembers how he liked the freedom to go play with his friends when he was younger, but he makes sure they don’t roam too far or stay out too long. 

- He is much better with kids than he initially believed. His kids and him get along really well, until one of them starts displaying his stubbornness. - He has his occasional disagreements with his kids, and he doesn’t immediately apologize to them when their argument is over.- After some time to reflect, he’ll resolve the issue quickly, apologizing if he realizes he was wrong or expressing why he disagrees in a more passive way. 

- He spends a lot of time with his family until his kids are older. Then he’ll go and spend more time away, but he doesn’t leave for an inordinately long time. He always returns and, if appropriate, he’ll tell them all about his time away. 

- Loves his kids more than anything else. Never, ever doubt it. - And never underestimate just how far he’ll go to help them. Templars best beware if they even threaten his family. 

- The Homestead is the perfect place for a new family- Warren and Prudence and Hunter are doing great, and Ellen and Maria never felt safer.

- His kids also met some of the founding fathers, but they’ll always think their own father is the best. 

Shay 

- He’s gone quite a bit, always off on secret Templar business, but when he’s home he’s the most loving and caring father his kids could ask for. - He doesn’t really talk about his missions. He wants his children to be raised apart from the war he fights everyday.- Of course, once they got older, he trained his son, and his grandson, but if he had any more, and whether they became Templars is another story…

- When they’re old enough, he’ll take them onto the Morrigan on a clear day and let them experience sailing. He makes sure to avoid getting too close to any unfamiliar ships, of course.

- He sees his younger self in his kids, and hopes they don’t make the same mistakes he did… and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t help them avoid those mistakes that led to so much blood on his hands.

- When they’re young, he sang them to sleep. He doesn’t think his voice is the greatest, but it always made them sleepy, so… it was good enough. 

- He is curious how the events going on will shape their minds. Growing up as the world changes around you… he hopes he can guide them through this period of transformation. 

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I just found your blog AND I ALREADY LOVE IT OMG YOU'RE AN AMAZING PERSON I'm glad I found this (I had to go over the ask a few times before sending cause I was typing so fast due to happiness and mistyped alot of it)

Aww thank you! I know how it is to be so excited your mind goes faster than your fingers!

I misspelled at least 3 words writing this so I know exactly how it is, hahaI think you’re an amazing person for making my day! :*

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Yello!!! I was wondering if you could do headcanons for being The Frye Twins' young teen sister? 😘😘

oh boy 

- Mysterious bruises all over from all the running around you do- Jacob always freaks out when he sees one and asks “WHO DID THIS TO YOU”- “Myself… I think”

- The Rooks all know you and they always greet you when they pass- The Blighters know you, too… they always cross the street when they see you walking toward them

- The Templars didn’t know you existed for the longest time, but when they found out… - There’s probably been a few attempts to kidnap you to use as leverage- Thankfully none have succeeded- It throws both of your siblings into a tizzy when someone attempts it, and they’re super paranoid for the next week- You probably get to stay in the train that whole time. Fun. 

- Henry Green didn’t recognize you at first but when he did he prayed you were more like Evie than Jacob- He’d age five years on the spot if you were more like Jacob- You and Jacob bug Evie about her feelings for Henry

- You always go with Jacob when he’s on “safe” missions- Of course Jacob’s definition of “safe” means “I’ll probably figure out a way to get out of there alive so no worries”- Evie doesn’t want you going with her because she’s afraid you’ll get hurt- You’ve probably tailed her anyway. She caught you following, of course, and lectured you in an alleyway about how it’s dangerous to be out here without a weapon- To which you responded by pulling out a kukri that Jacob bought you- Evie had a talk with Jacob about that the next day

- You raid Jacob’s hats when you think he’s gone- The look on his face when he caught you doing a scarily accurate Jacob impression with his fancy top hat was HILARIOUS… until he chased you through half of Whitechapel- Yeah maybe you shouldn’t do that again- (You do anyway)

- Evie always has you doing research for her when you can’t wiggle out of it- It’s probably boring, but she always thanks you and remembers to treat you to something in the future, especially if you had an idea that made her investigations much easier- Listening to Evie talk about the Pieces of Eden (either with equal excitement or extreme boredom) for an hour after you mention it

- Heaven forbid you bring someone home- Did you tell them your older siblings were leaders of London’s most feared gang? Uh, probably not- If they stick around after the first meeting, your siblings get along with ‘em fairly well, assuming they don’t get you into (too much) trouble- Jacob and Evie are happy as long as you’re happy with them

- Hearing Jacob tell his stories about what he did is always one of the best parts- You can’t tell if he’s exaggerating or not- Did he really almost destroy London’s economy?- Who’s Abberline? Wynert? O’Dea? - You’ll probably meet them all in time. Seems like it’s impossible to avoid anyone who knows your siblings. 

- Does this make you an assassin-to-be? The next Rook gang leader? That’s up to you, but if you decide to follow the family legacy, you’ll have two (three, actually) amazing mentors who’ll all give you a different, interesting perspective on how the Creed should be followed. If you’re leaning to the Rooks, you’ll be accepted with cheer and good tidings.- But if you want to go your own way, just know- Your brother and sister will always be there, helping you out from the shadows. 

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If you get the time, could you do a preference for me? The assassins' thoughts on dancing with you, maybe?

Your patience is legendary, my friend 

Thank you

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Assassin Preference: Dancing (with you)

A/N: I kinda assumed this was fairly-formal dancing, but I added in just casual dancing if it applied!

Altair

Altair isn’t the dancing sort of guy. Not when it’s a group of people. He likes to maintain his Assassin image and dancing was not something a ‘true’ Assassin did. Alone, he’ll sometimes hold your hand and slowly move the two of you back and forth across the room. Eventually he has more fun with it, and you swear you've never heard him chuckle so much in one hour. It’s a secret the two of you share. The kisses at the end are nice, too.

Ezio

Oh, Ezio adores dancing! It doesn’t matter what the song is; something lively, something more refined, anything! It’s a chance to be close with you, and to show off his excellent footwork (or so he brags), what could possibly be the downside? He steals a few kisses at the end of each song, and asks you for another dance until your feet are too tired to continue. He especially loves dancing with you at parties; look at how lovely you are, and you’re there with him! Dancing with him! What could be better?

Connor

Connor would be hesitant because he’s not quite sure how to dance with you. A few encouraging words from you would help him get started, but you’d have to lead him through the steps. He pays close attention to your feet, trying to mimic your steps, but that means he’s constantly looking down and not at you. You can’t help but smile at his knitted brows and pursed lips, repeating the same step over and over with you until he’s got it. He doesn’t do anything halfway, that’s for sure.

Haytham

Haytham knows how to dance, but he’ll only do it on his terms. Try to get him to dance when he doesn’t want to and he’ll just give you a nettled “Not now, I’m busy” (And yes, he will say this even when he isn’t doing anything productive). When he wants to, he’ll approach you politely and extend a hand, asking for a dance. He’s a great lead, and he knows it too. Just don’t get too big of an ego there, Kenway.

Aveline

Aveline knows how to dance, and can dance well. She would love to dance with you- whether you’re experienced at it or not. She’ll teach you if you’re new, complement your skill if you’re not. Sometimes she’ll get dressed up and go out to a party to dance with you, but she likes spur-of-the-moment dancing too. What makes dancing with her so fun is that she isn’t good at just one style. From straight-laced ballroom dancing to loose and fun kind of dancing where the two of you just make up moves as you follow the rhythm of the song, she’s a practiced expert.

Edward

Edward’s not much of a dancer. He doesn’t want to be called Captain Tippy Toes for the rest of his life, and trust me, most of his pirate buddies wouldn’t hesitate to call him something like that. If he had to for, say, a mission where blending into high society was a crucial part and there was dancing, then sure. Maybe. He wouldn’t be happy about it and he’d still try to convince you not to dance with him. He’d say he was a bad dancer, two left feet and all that, or maybe he ate too much of that fancy turtle soup (which he also complained about because who ate turtles for fun?), but you know he’s just giving you excuse after excuse. If by some stroke of luck he’s dancing with you, he’s not half bad. Definitely not the oaf he claimed to be. He lacks the formal training of the upper class, but he didn’t make a fool of himself. It surprised him just as much as it surprised you.

Arno

He can dance. Of course he can dance. He’ll dance with you if he gets the chance, but he doesn’t get as many chances as he’d like. Sometimes, on a slow evening, he’ll take your hand and sway with you to no particular music. One (or both) of you start to hum along, making your own songs as you go. It’s one of the things he loves doing no matter how he’s feeling. There’s something so normal about it. So slow, so gentle. Even if it’s a spirited dance- he’s used to getting shot at and having to always look over his shoulder, dancing definitely doesn’t get his adrenaline pumping (which, quite frankly, is nice. Too much adrenaline and coffee is not a good mix).  

Evie

She doesn’t dance. That’s what she told you. You found that hard to believe- she had to at least know how to dance, right? With her grace, it wasn’t a far-fetched assumption to make. Well, you were right- she can dance. But you really didn’t want to ask for a dance after seeing her “waltz” with Starrick. Yeah… you wouldn’t press the matter any further even if you weren’t in danger of her leading with her right foot. You’re just content to know that one day, when she finally wants to dance, she knows how (and can teach you if you do not).

Jacob

Jacob? Dancing? He’s one of the leaders of London’s largest crime syndicate! Do you think he won the boroughs over by dancing?! (Well, now that you mention it…) He’s a gang boss, not some… some… poncy stuffed politician! Do you want him to wear one of those infernal suits again? Don’t answer- I already know your answer. What do you mean you’ve seen him practicing to impress you? That never happened. Never! You have no proof! And you say he’s actually quite good when he thinks no one is watching? What? Ridiculous!

Desmond

Desmond is good at dancing next to you. Not so good at the whole ‘with you’ part. Who ballroom dances anymore? Not Desmond, that’s for sure. Not that he’s against trying- he just never learned how to do it properly. He’s also not the best dancer even in a situation where he knows what he’s doing, but it’s endearing. Why does he move his hips so much? What’s that goofy smile always on his face? He will always look at you while dancing, to watch your face go a little red and that one half-embarrassed, half-adoring smile spread across your face. It’s one of the best parts about dancing, in his opinion.

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hi👋❤️

Hey!! 👋🏻❤️

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♡

I’m not sure why you sent me this, but it was very sweet of you and I appreciate it! ❤️ right back at ya, anon!

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I’m trying to narrate this cliche-filled story and it’s just descended into the narrator being sarcastic and critical about everything that happens. Like... 

“And then that asshole walked in. And of course HE’S the protagonist. Heaven forbid we have some LIKABLE person being the hero, but noooo. Mr. Boring McCrustyFuck over here had to be the one with the Special Power.”

“I can think of THREE characters better suited for Protagonist because they, oh, I don’t know, have EXPERIENCE with this stuff? Nah, those characters will probably just help him get the basics of his Special Power. Then he’ll surpass them and beat the guy they couldn’t even beat. Because story logic.”

“Apparently I have to use his actual name because Mr. Boring McCrustyFuck is considered ‘an inappropriate name’ and I ‘have to present myself as a professional’ and that name doesn’t do it.”  

“And then he turned his face, and there she was... Boring Female Love Interest... I mean Caedence. She isn’t like other girls... her name is always underlined in red when you type it. She also knows what a Star War is.”

“Well isn’t CAEDENCE just a sassy lassie. I bet there’ll be NO SEXUAL TENSION WHATSOEVER. A narrator can hope, can’t they?”  

“I swear if they kiss, I’ll walk out right now. Don’t you dare- you barely even know each other and- annnnd they’re kissing. Well, I’m out. I’m done. That’s it. Bye.”

[a large blank space follows]

“Well, I guess I’m not allowed to walk out on narrating after I start. That’s messed up- they’d better be paying me extra for having to sit through this because $5.50 a chapter just isn’t enough.”

“Cue a very audible sigh from the narrator.”

“Oh no... the father figure died... How could I have not seen this... Oh no... and after such a heart warming talk about his dead wife or something... Oh no...”

“So instead of talking about how they’re having sex I thought I’d take this time to explain why cats aren’t actually devil creatures and are simply not naturally social creatures, unlike the dog.” 

“Wow... in that tuxedo, he looks so different! Like... like that one actor... y’know? The one with white skin, blue eyes, brown hair, and a little bit of stubble? Oh wait... that’s literally most of them. I guess that means there’ll be a lot to choose from when they come up with the movie adaption.” 

“God, I can picture online discourse now. "You see, this is why [character with the personality of a moldy cardboard box] should date the protagonist instead of [well-rounded character with good chemistry who also happens to be of color]. I’ve only really pictured them as friends...” Ok, Im-not-a-racist-heres-why-69.” 

“DAMN IT! There was a perfect opportunity to make an obscure 80s reference a few chapters back and I missed it!” 

“Far be it from me, the narrator, to not talk about how soft her blonde hair was, but I got bored after they started kissing for like, the third time in the last few chapters.”

“Ok WHO told the manager I’m still calling him Mr. Boring McCrustyFuck?” 

“And then he sprinted across the battlefield, like an idiot. What was he thinking? “Sure, my love just collapsed on the ground, but l bet if I ran across this battlefield with people trying to literally turn me into ash and cried over their corpse it’ll bring them back. Or I’ll think of their dying face in my crucial moment when I’m fighting the bad guy so I fight harder. Great idea!”  But, you know, he lived ‘cuz he’s the protagonist. It was rather disappointing.”

“And then he started monologuing and it got too hard for me to keep up. So uh... just... imagine a villain talking about how he’s gonna make the world a better place by killing everyone he didn’t understand.”

“Thank GOD the story is over. Cue the beautiful music! I’m getting my money and then I’m gonna bounce. I need a drink.” 

“Who is the author? I’m gonna fight the author. Oh, I’M the author? ... I’m still gonna fight the author.” 

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Oh hey @its-a-side-blog Once I get everything set up y'all should follow 😎😎

If I made a sideblog for my personal writing would any of y’all read my stuff

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I'd read your personal writing stuffs 👍😊

You would? ;v; I’m tempted to legitimately make one now…

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If I made a sideblog for my personal writing would any of y’all read my stuff

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Hi... I was an anon who requested a ship (you called our interests similar and shipped me with Connor) n I just wanna say thank you??? bc it's legit the cutest thing ever??? I love it sm and I'm just blushing and giggling like a little girl you have no idea how much just answering my request made my night so thank you for existing adhksd💕

Thank you for being so patient and nice!! I’m glad you liked your ship!! :>

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I binged on your blog last night, your writing is lovely ( ˘ ³˘)♡

Aw, thank you! (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄

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Hey, could I have a male AC, Fallout, and Marvel (if that's not too many) ship please? I'm really nervous around people and use humor to cover my discomfort. When I get close to someone, I'm really protective and very loud. I'm a walking meme tbh. I pride myself on making people laugh. I collect owl stuff and weapons. I tend to be drawn toward people who are rough around the edges (and a dry sense of humor doesn't hurt). I'm not very picky, but something quiet is my cup of tea. Thank you!

I think this is the final one. Long time coming  (⌣_⌣”) I swear smh @ myself

Well, Shaun would be fascinated by your collections when he first saw them. It was fitting, he never really tells you why. He’s not a people person himself so the more you two can just stay at home the better! He’ll talk your ear off if you get him started on anything remotely related to his passions. I’m not sure if his humor is dry or sarcastic (maybe both?) but he’ll laugh at some of the littlest things you do. You usually make him laugh by not TRYING to make him laugh. Strange how that works.

If you want rough around the edges in Fallout, there are a few I think of (in my experience with Fallout thus far, which is admittedly not very long), but I’ll focus on MacCready. He tends to fall back on short, witty lines when he’s uncomfortable, if he can think of them. He’s about as rough around the edges as you can get. He is known for his “terrible attitude, great aim”. You two could joke to your heart’s content together, just be ready for his TERRIBLE puns. The owls would spook him at first because woah… owls. He’s never seen an owl before and suddenly seeing many of them would take some getting used to. But hey, have you BEEN to Pickman Gallery? 

It took me a while to finally realize, hey, you know, Bucky would be a good match for ya! He’s on the quiet side, and he’s most definitely rough, but he’d come to appreciate your determination to make him smile and laugh. It would be a pretty refreshing change from running from the government(s). Any meme reference would go right over his head and you’d have to explain. Then he’d send you really old ones but hey, it’s a process. 

Thank you so much for your patience! Boy howdy this got long but that’s fine!(人 •͈ᴗ•͈)