#Ezio Auditore x ofc

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spring time date with ezio x gn!reader headcanons

Warnings: FLUFF, established romance, alcohol usage, two idiots in love, no physical description of reader, undefined time period ezio, date in nature

Author's notes: heeey, spring is finally coming where i live so ofc time for headcanons! i must warn i have a hugeeee weakness for shy!ezio and his hair. im finally working on my last request and hopefully this week i will post it! (i have more 5 or 6 projects planned, ezio isn't resting with me) i hope you enjoy!

requests are open for ezio.

It was Ezio's idea. The weather is finally getting warm and cool, perfect for outdoor dates. 

Knowing how much you love nature, Ezio decides to take you on a date. He has a basket in his arms when he picks you up but doesn't let you look into it or carry it.

On the way there, Ezio points you look very beautiful. You note that he also looks very handsome: wearing black pants, a white long-sleeve, and boots. He seems so relaxed.

There is that delicious breeze in the air you missed so much, and the sun isn't burning. Just perfect. Ezio interlocks his fingers with yours, announcing you are not far away.

When you arrive at the garden, you are speechless.

It is an explosion of different colors, like spring should be. Green, red, and yellow vibrating with so much life, it gives you chills. The flowers bloom so beautifully. You are scared to investigate and end up stepping inside a paint.

You turn around to Ezio, your eyes glowing, trying to thank him, and he rubs your cheek, whispering that he knows.

Ezio explains that the garden belongs to his uncle Mario outside Monteriggioni. Since he discovered the area last Spring, Ezio had been giving a "helping" hand here and there because he had wanted to surprise you.

Which meant he had been doing all the garden work SECRETLY for a year!

"You tended this garden alone, Ezio?"

"Well, not exactly alone. I had some help, you see."

Also, not entirely a lie. Ezio had Leonardo, Claudia, and even his Mother's help, but he was the one primarily taking care of, making sure everything was perfect for when spring came.

And the look on your face is the result of that.

You want to melt. Instead, you pull Ezio into a passionate kiss, demonstrating all your emotions, gratitude, and love for him. Ezio moans on your lips, kissing you back, and it takes all your strength to break it apart.

"We will have more time for this later."

You can see Ezio is internally arguing about forgetting to show you the rest of the garden and make out with you. Due to your pleading face, he sighs. 

"Fine. We will come back for this later, amore mio."

Ezio guides you to a small creek surrounded by trees, explaining what he has done, like cleaning the area around the creek. Whenever you look, you can see different types of flowers.

The landscape looks straight from an enchanted book; you expect to see gnomes and fairies pop out soon.

Ezio opens a towel on the recently cut grass. You two sit, and he brings some bread, cheese, meat, grapes, and wine out of the basket.

Your boyfriend looks very proud of himself. As he opens the wine bottle, you don't know where to look, if Ezio or the trees. You two have a lovely meal, surrounded by nature sounds.

When you finish, you both get sleepy due to the wine. Ezio groans, wanting to spend the rest of the day buried with his face in your neck and forget about the world. You get up, a little dizzy, despite all his protests.

"My boyfriend prepared all this for me. We better check it, Signore Auditore."

He follows you around, sometimes holding your hand. Sometimes just staring at your astonished face. You looked so captivating, explaining Botanics facts.

Your smile made him happy as if he had a heat in his chest that would spread all over his body. Everything looks so alive because you are happy. You catch Ezio staring at you like the most precious thing he has ever seen.

You grab some small flowers on the way, giving Ezio a playful smirk while walking toward him. He smiles, confused.

"Che, amore?"

You place some flowers on your ear. Then you pull his hair out of the ponytail, letting it roam freely through your fingers. Ezio groans your name softly.

Because the man always has a fascination with you touching his hair. You always loved his hair and wished to see more times free.

"Are you fine with this?"

When Ezio just purrs, you continue passing your hand through his hair and placing some small flowers on it. He doesn't seem to mind.

"I promise I won't let you go home with these."

You finish the afternoon laying in the towel, admiring the sunset while the water comes down the creek. Well, you do. Ezio is sound asleep in your chest, relaxed as you have never seen it before.

You kiss the top of his head, holding him close to your chest. You wish you could stay like this forever.

MASTERLIST | EZIO'S MASTERLIST

[whaleofatjme1920]

hi, els 🥰 i love how innovative your writing is (can i use that word?? I just feel like your fics are always really fresh sjksjksjk) this is a half request kinda thing and it's okay if you dont do it ofc but i figured I'd give it a shot since requests are open and you're willing to write for tall reader (BLESS) but can it be (characters of your choice) x a tall reader who talks big but is actually the most submissive person known to man? I'm trying to narrow down on characters but there are so many good ones you write for so i figured I'd let you chose and pray that you dont find it too annoying haha. Thanks!

Masky, Ghost, Ezio Auditore, and Miss Pauling with an “All Bark no Bite” SO

[GN!Reader, i don’t really describe any body for this one. Kept purposely vague.]

[Warnings: general smut. Slight degradation, more praise. Body worship. You know the drill. MINORS DNI]

[AN: you’re too entirely sweet to me, thank you!! you mentioned I could choose and forgot literally every fandom I have ever written for!! It’s rough out here when I choose. Anyways here’s this <3 sorry it takes me ungodly long to do these I’m so busy these days. ALSO it’s just a garden variety of characters that came to my head.]

Reblogs are appreciated!

Masky

Did you know he’s actually kinda short for men? He’s like 5’6-5’7! I’m keeping that here for this. So let’s pretend you’re 5’11 nearly 6’, just know you’re what people consider tall regardless of perceived gender.

Gods the playful arguments you two get into. It becomes unbearable at times. You have the most cocky personality a proxy has ever been gifted it’s UNREAL.

But he knows your secret. In the bedroom, you like being babied in a way. He’s gotta be your dom, always topping, making sure he treats you so well. You’ve even caved once due to his sickeningly sweet condescending words and called him ‘daddy’ just to get him to finish inside of you.

It’s such a pretty sight to see you on your knees sucking his cock like there’s no tomorrow. You’re allowed to use your teeth but just BARELY. And his praise is so good. You let him up so bad in public as you stand over him and talk huge game but one look from him in private and you’re melting.

Masky enjoys having that sense of power over you. It’s hot. He makes you worship his cock and you’ll do it because you’re a good pet, aren’t you? Of course you are. Be good pet and suck. Take it nice and slow, careful of your teeth! That’s right. Whole thing.

Ghost

Don’t know how it’s possible but you’re near his height. That doesn’t happen often. While his ego is… he does have an ego, he manages to hide it kind of. Well, he’s classy with it. You, however? Absolutely not. Ghost does like to hear you talk because he loves thinking of all the ways he’ll break it down later.

Sparring with him is fun, enough said. You bring such good energy, give him a genuine run for his money but he knows how you crumble behind closed doors. He can see you pinned underneath him, nails dug into his back as he pushes so deep inside of you that you can’t think of anything but how he fills you.

Will admit for him, it’s nice to have an equal in height partner because it’s easier to kiss you and just,,, be with you. People who are shorter make some positions really hard to do comfortably. Regardless, he’s still going to pick you up and manhandle you. He knows you like it.

Loves hearing you beg for him, especially after a really long day of you egging him on. You’re kind of a brat and think you can get away with it because you’re physically similar to him but that’s so far removed from the truth. He’s bent you over his lap and spanked you before, watching you heat up and pout as he disciplines you.

Some people have the idea that you top but literally nothing could be further from the truth. He tells you a single command and you’re doing as he asks in a heart beat. His voice makes you melt completely. That and somehow, he makes you feel ‘small’. Not in a bad way, but sexually, like you’re too delicate for him to handle.

Ezio Auditore

Will admit i think Ezio has a thing for tall people. Something about legs here. Anyways he loves the way you boast in the sense of “gods I am putting you in your place later.” He allows you to act the way you do because it makes everything else after so much better.

He’s not really mean about it like others might be? He’s a very loving dom. He utilizes his praise to make your head spin and pin you under him. It’s quite easy for him to love you. The first time he was with you he was very surprised you weren’t the dom you portrayed yourself as. The fact you were a flustered mess just from him pushing your head down to suck his cock made him chuckle.

He’s very amused at how you fold right under him. He really does love bending you like a lawn chair. Your legs drive him crazy in the best way. He will spend forever between them. Him and his oral fixation. Out of everyone here, he’s the most sugary sweet and so prone to loving you rather than taking you down a peg.

Though, that isn’t to say he won’t discipline you if you get too boastful or what have you. He’s a daddy dom. Come on, look me in my multiple eyes and tell me he isn’t. Has a daddy kink. He’s daddy.

Loves when he marks you so everyone knows what happened the next day. While he loves marks for himself personally, during those lovingly disciplined sessions, he won’t let you mark him. It’s a whole thing between the two of you-a sign of his intimacy with you and that you’re all bark and no bite. In this case, literally.

Miss Pauling

She’s actually kind of similar but in the opposite sense. While I don’t think she’s that short, I think she’s around 5’6-5’7, people see her as timid/demure/a doormat (she’s not) but she’s actually very dominant. She’s a really smart lady, so when you come in acting like you’re god’s gift to the universe, that you’re the one that tops, “this guy (you) fucks” energy, she sees right through that act.

And she’s right. She’s entirely right. The first night you guys sleep together, she’s got you buried between her legs for way longer than she’s had anyone there because she wants to prove a point: you’re a people pleaser at your core. If she asks you to jump, you’ll then ask how high. Your dominant nature in public is all a front and she knows.

To be fair she does like it. You flirt so blatantly and boldly with her, but she knows. She knows. Miss Pauling also likes the body worship you can give her, focusing on her breasts and hips. But she’ll also do the same for you because she knows you’ll melt.

Giving praise to you is very easy. You obey her so well! She honestly expected more of a brat from you but you do everything she asks when she asks and more. On the off chance she has to discipline you, she’s so teasing. Loves to edge you and deny you your orgasm because how dare you disobey? You’re so much better than that, sweetheart.

She’s also very similar to Ezio I’m not having you mark her but she can mark you. She’ll put on her favorite lipstick, or if you’ve been especially good, let you choose your favorite shade and she’ll cover you in her lipstick kisses. You may not wash it off, they come off naturally unless she says otherwise. If people ask, explain. Go ahead. Use your big words. She’s looking up at you, how you tower over her, and smirking due to the influence she has over you.

[kassandrassandals]

memoriam mortis

Madelena and Ezio remember his brothers and Father.

It was a hot summer day, Ezio and Madelena had found shade underneath an orange tree, sitting on a stone bench, facing the fountain that was built in the Auditore Men’s memory.

Carved out of marble stood two bucks to represent Giovanni, Ezio’s Father and his brother, Fedrico. Perched on the antlers of the buck meant to be Fedrico was an Eagle, a symbol for Petruccio, who was just a child, Only a few years older than Madelena’s twin children when he passed.

That always hurt Madelena more, for some reason.

Ezio rested his head on Madelena’s shoulder

“This statue is beautiful, my love.”

It had only been erected a few months before, Madelena enlisted the best sculptures in Florence for the job.

“Now they shall be remembered for centuries to come.”

“You think it will still be standing in the centuries to come?”

“It had better, the price I paid for it.” 

Ezio chuckles and puts his arms around Madelena’s waist, she puts her arms around him, they sit like that in silence for a while, only the sounds of the water and cooing of pigeons. 

“I hate that I couldn’t save them.”

“No..No..” She strokes his hair “Don’t do that, Love.”

“Why did I live?”

“Because your Mother and Claudia needed you..Lord only knows what would have happened if you had not protected them.”

She kisses his head

“You avenged them and showed the injustice they suffered, that is more than enough.”

Ezio moves his head to rest on her breast, she doesn’t mention the damp of his tears on her dress. 

“The burden of the alive is that we miss the dead.” She strokes his head “That is the price of being the ones who go on.”

[selfawarejester]

Watch For The Signs (Ezio Auditore x OFC)

summary: Ezio’s family friends return from their father’s home, and he notices that something seems off… especially with his best friend, Adelina.

A/N: Sneak peek of a new series I might be doing! Depends on the reaction, I guess, so don’t be shy about leaving your feedback! This happens two years before the game, around Ezio’s fifteenth birthday.

La Canzone Del Sole, the backstory to this one shot!

Looking back, he should’ve noticed.

Their behavior had been so strange, all of them.

But he’d been missing Adelina for the better part of two months, been feeling lonely and incomplete for so long…

“Ehi, Ezio!” He looks up from the boy in front of him, shifting the marbles in his hands as Federico beckons him forward. “Come quick, their carriage is arriving!”

That’s all it takes for him to hurriedly bid his friends farewell, sprinting after his brother in a race to get to the gates first.

He wins, of course – though he has a sinking suspicion that Federico had allowed him that pity – and they wait, the younger Auditore bouncing on the balls of his feet as the carriage comes closer and closer, heartbeat racing.

“Lina!” He yells, rushing forward with open arms as the girl steps down. See, here is when he should’ve seen it: instead of batting him away and pretending she was too dignified for hugging, instead of wearing her down with wheedling and a teasing grin — Adelina wraps her arms around him tightly, pressing her face into his chest.

There’s a pang of worry in his chest, but he sets it aside, squeezing her in his embrace as he finally feels like he can breathe again.

After all, whatever it was, he could keep her safe from it.

Looking over his shoulder, Federico and her elder brother Vincenzo clap each other on the shoulder, exchanging some quiet words. Those two were just as, if not somehow closer, than Ezio and Adelina themselves — both pairs being the same age as their partners-in-crime. So, he supposed it was not unusual, but the look on Vincenzo’s face seemed almost… artificial, manufactured while Federico was obviously a little concerned.

“Ah, Ezio — of course, you would greet us at the gates. Impatient man.” He unwinds himself from Adelina, who brushes her dark hair from her face (clearly embarrassed, but somehow it doesn’t seem like the right time to make fun of her for it.), and flashes a grin at her cousin Iliana, two years younger and wise beyond her years: a trait held by every D’Angelo woman, he’s found.

“How could I not, knowing you would be here?” She gives him a knowing smile, and an one-armed hug, moving onto Federico.

They all chat, and set off to Palazzo Auditore — their valet, Innocenti can bring their belongings home to Palazzo D’Angelo.

It’s random, and just a little off pace from how the three usually speak, just enough for him to grow aware of it, but Federico gives him a reassuring pat on the shoulder, so he forces an easy smile and keeps his arm around Lina.

She’s walking strangely, her weight favoring her right leg.

“Are you hurt?” He whispers lowly to her — if the others knew she was hurt, they would’ve said so. A teasing comment from Vincenzo, an admonishing remark from Iliana.

She stiffens for a moment, but then shakes her head, winding her arm around Ezio’s waist. “No, just… glad to be home.”

He doesn’t believe her, no matter how pleasant the lie is, but he’ll let her keep the charade going for now… he’ll somehow extract the truth later.

But even as the D’Angelos relax, everything from their mannerisms to their words opening up, the feeling of discomfort remains. As they round the corner to Villa Auditore, he can swear he feels eyes boring into his back.

The others pile into the Palazzo, loud whoops and greetings sounding from within, but he stays, running his gaze over the streets and the rooftops to find the spy. He thinks he sees a shadow from the corner of his eye on the rooftop opposite them, and he steps forward to look closer-

“Ezio.” Adelina stares at him curiously, her hand extended. “Come on, they’re expecting us.”

He gives the roofs one final wary look, and then tries to forget about it, curling his fingers around Lina’s and entering the safe warmth of his home.

The doors slam shut behind him, and close them off from the hustle-bustle of the public, the cool winds of the evening and any prying eyes that try to intrude on their night.

Iliana is huddled next to Claudia, dim next to his bouncing sister. Vincenzo has Petruccio thrown over his shoulder, but Federico seems to be worried, his smile strained. His parents and Madonna D’Angelo are all tense as they speak, sat at the table. What was going on?

It’s his mother that sees them first, her face lighting up in delight as she glides over to them with open arms.

“Adelina! So lovely to have you back, cara.” There goes the odd look on Lina as she grins and hugs his Mamma — of course it did. She worshipped Maria like a goddess and she a mere peasant.

Ezio tries to put it out of his mind, to enjoy the excited chatter and exchange of stories, both families reunited after their trip. Over time, everyone relaxes and loosens up, cheer taking up the house.

At the end of the night, Adelina is calm again, if a little tired by the way she leans against him for support, arm curled around his. He doesn’t mind, in fact, he welcomes the gesture – it’s comforting to know she’s alright now.

“Children…” Giovanni starts, with a clear of his throat. “Why don’t you sleep now? You must be tired from your journey?”

Claudia almost splits her face in half with her grin, grasping the equally ecstatic Iliana by the hands when she realizes her begging Giovanni to let them stay over has worked. Ezio places a hand over the one Lina has clasped around his bicep – and smiles a little when she looks up at him with hooded eyes, half-asleep already – and helps her to the stairs.

“I’m not an invalid.” She mumbles, head still tilting onto his shoulder. He stifles a chuckle. Yes, but you are drunk is what he wants to say. Instead, he just keeps his mouth shut and escorts her to her room… well, Petruccio’s, but the bambino would be sleeping next to him tonight, to both brothers’ excitement.

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Claudia drag a giggling Iliana to her room. Vincenzo slips into Federico’s room with a wink.

“Sleep well, Ezio, try not to keep the little one up.” Ezio shoots him a lopsided grin, because he absolutely will.

He glances over his shoulder at their parents, that serious look back on their faces as they converse in hushed tones. Adelina probably knew what was going on — he’d ask her tomorrow.

He never gets the chance, too startled by what happens later.

An hour of chatting and joking around is all it takes before Petruccio is too tired to go on, and Ezio concedes at the soft exhaustion on his little brother's face.

It’s the middle of the night when he hears her scream.

“No-!” It’s her voice, he can discern as much even with his mind sleep addled, and something cuts her off.

His feet moves faster than his head, and he’s already bounding to her room, throwing the door open.

She flinches, hands clapped over her mouth, and amber eyes scan the chambers for any sign of an intruder, of an attacker, of danger — he only slightly relaxes when he finds none.

She sighs, and immediately he’s tense again, because she’s shaking like a leaf, and somehow he knows it’s not because of the open window.

“Can’t you leave me be for just one night, Ezio?” Her admonishments are hardly as confident as they usually are, her olive skin pale as lily petals, grey eyes flitting from subject to subject, never staying in one place.

With a hand behind him, he gives a push to close the door and crosses the distance between them in a few long-legged strides, perching himself on the bed next to her.

“Are you alright?” He’s whispering, the atmosphere of the room making it seem like anything louder was sacrilegious somehow. His hands come up to hover over her face of their own volition, fingers ghosting over her cheeks as he checks her for signs of injury.

She looks so tired, and shaken, and he hates it. He hates seeing her like this, and he knows that she hates it even more… they’re both used to her being in control, to ordering him around.

“I’m fine.” She mutters, but she’s not, because she’s leaning into his touch, a hand coming up to loosely circle his wrist.

He doesn’t know how to help her and he hates it.

Ezio sighs, and gently coils his arms around her, pressing his cheek to hers as he embraces her. She doesn’t fight that either, arms wrapping around his neck. He feels a flush working its way up his throat at the feel of her chest pressing against his, soft where his is firm, but tries to ignore it.

“I’m here now.” He mumbles into her temple, kissing it softly. “Everything will be alright, dolcezza.”

If only he actually knew…

[thefanficfaerie]

Weekly Reading List 23

Weekly Recommendations get posted every Saturday. All stories are character x reader unless otherwise stated. Graphic by the awesome @wonders-of-the-multiverse.

How do my rec lists work? Why did my story not make it on the list?

Tropes AU The Biker Book by @kaunis-sielu  Steve Rogers Across the Years Part 13 by @imoutofmyvulcanmind  McKirk The storm shall pass by S_Horne 

Soulmate AU I Can’t Love by @captain-ariel-barnes​

Daddy!Character Cotton Candy Skies by @bvckysmanbun​

A/B/O Dynamics A More Perfect Union by romanoff A helping hand by masterlokisev159

Modern AU Count Your Blessings Part 8-13 by @itsanerdlife Steve Rogers Executive Decisions Part 18/Part 19/Part 20 by @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan Steve Rogers Parties and Not so Bad Decisions by @yallneedtrek Jim Kirk Surprise by @a-splash-of-stucky Steve Rogers Cat and Mouse Part 2 by @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan  Steve Robers Professor Rogers Office Part 3 by @itscaptainyoulittlemaggot   Steve Rogers Pleasant Surprises by @bookcaseninja NSFW Leonard McCoy Fingerpainting Part 5 by @diinofayce Steve Rogers 

Fairytale Challenge Aladdin by @quanticowrites Tony DiNozzo

Avengers Steve Rogers Warrior Daughter by @tilltheendwilliwrite Colorful by @prettyyoungtragedy Serenity by @prettyyoungtragedy Here’s What I Propose by @a-splash-of-stucky In Case You Didn’t Know by @girl-next-door-writes Finally, A Good Time by @4theluvofall NSFW

Tony Stark Phone A Friend by @startrekkingaroundasgard Photo Booth Fun by @captain-rogers-beard Reconstructing by fandom-imagines-stories

Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes Enhanced Senses by @4theluvofall Welcome Home by @emilyevanston Grown-Up Time Firsts First Day Nerves Loss Just Run by @steves-on-a-plane​

Steve Rogers x Tony Stark Of JARVIS and Glitter by S_Horne We've got you by S_Horne

Steve Rogers x Tony Stark x Bucky Barnes

Law and Order: SVU Rafael Barba Good Vibrations by @madpanda75 A Most Dapper Damsel by @rauliskafan​

Star Trek Jim Kirk The Worrier by @malereader-inserts Male!Reader I’ll Do Better by @fearofdeathiswhatkeepsusalive Stolen Childhood by @auduna-druitt Green and Gold by @janeykath318 Friendly Competition by @stardatewriting   Like Air by @annathewitch My Parents Asked About You by @pinkamour1588 Married to Work by @all-time-foes Boop by @haveyouseenmymind​

Leonard McCoy Bitterness by @malereader-inserts Male!Reader Kiss Me by @whatif-animagineblog   Where the Heart is Part 5 by @outside-the-government  

McKirk Slippery Business by @starshiphufflebadger Academy Era Phantasmagoria by @haveyouseenmymind with my darling close to me by thingbe

Jim Kirk x Reader X Leonard McCoy

RPF Chris Evans Baby, If You’re Watching by @vanilla-seabass Tricks and Treats by @forever-rogue​

OFC Now That I See You by @sebstanfanma Robb Stark Very Special Agent Part 9/Part 10 by @itswitchcraft-not-googlemaps​

Misc Fandoms Duties of a King by @writings-of-bored-gal Robb Stark  The Flower of Dew by @kjs-s Eomer Comfort by @assassins-and-hidden-blades Ezio Auditore Open House by msraven WinterHawk

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[resshiiram]

The Stars in the Night [Saito Hajime x OFC]

 A promise is a promise. Here is that long awaited one-shot with Saito and Miki. So, I would like to thank @nalufever for kindly cleaning this up a bit last night. Also want to tag @annahakuouki, @saitoswife, @lescahiersdesable, @hakuyamazakisensei and @eheartangel. Enjoy. (:

Word Count: 2,364

Miki sat in silence as she gazed at the night sky, mesmerized by the beautiful stars. It was a rather pleasant summer evening and after everything that had happened, it was nice to be able to just relax.

“Care if I join you?”

 The quiet, familiar voice pulled Miki from her stargazing, turning she saw Saito standing behind her, calmly observing her; he was dressed casually, wearing a simple yukata. His long hair was tied in his usual side ponytail, draped over his shoulder.

Miki gave Saito a small smile. “Of course not.”

 Saito stepped over without a word and sat beside her, folding his hands in his lap.

“The stars are magnificent tonight, are they not?”

 “They are. I haven’t seen this many in a long time.”

 “Yes.”

They fell into silence for a few moments until Miki sensed Saito’s attention was on her, yet he turned away as soon as she returned his gaze.  

“Something wrong?”

 “Nothing is the matter. It’s just that this is the first time I’ve seen you in a lady’s kimono. You look…quite stunning.”

  Miki quickly turned her attention back to the sky as well, hoping that it was dark enough to conceal her blush. “Thanks….you don’t look bad yourself.”

 Saito only hummed in response and the pair again lapsed into silence.

Once she was sure that her face had regained its usual color, Miki peeked at Saito and acknowledged him.

“Hey, Saito.”

 “What is it?”

 “I’m…I’m glad you decided to join me. This is nice.”

 Although Saito hadn’t turned his attention from the stars, she could see the faintest trace of a smile appear on his lips. “I agree.”

Wordless, Miki gazed at Saito, enthralled by the striking man beside her. She was an Assassin, trained to hunt and eliminate, so the feelings that he arose within her were…strange. Nonetheless, Miki found herself relishing them.

Whether or not her feelings for him were requited, it felt nice to have a reason to simply exist besides her place in the Brotherhood and her family’s legacy.

Saito suddenly became aware that Miki was looking at him and brought his attention to her, his troubled eyes meeting hers.  

“What are you thinking about?”

 Miki swallowed, her heart hammering. “Oh, I’m…it’s nothing…”

 Saito was clearly not convinced and he lightly placed a hand on her shoulder. “If there is a problem, Miki, I would like to know about it. Otherwise, how would I be able to help you?”

Both the kind words and gentle contact caused Miki’s insides to melt and she reached to place a hand on his; Saito looked stunned for a moment, but then his features softened.  His unusually tender expression gave Miki a rush of confidence and she closed the distance between them, prompting Saito to tilt his head quizzically. His eyes shot open as she eased her way onto his lap and she could feel him tense beneath her. Miki bit down on her lip at his reaction, staring at the ground awkwardly, feeling her cheeks burning again.  

It had been a bold move and his reaction shouldn’t have surprised her, but that didn’t make it hurt any less.

Miki was about to get off Saito and run for her futon in shame, but was stopped by an arm slipping around her waist,  holding her firmly in place. She timidly brought her attention to Saito, who was pointedly looking at anything but her; through the darkness, she was barely able to see the red tinge on his face. She opened her mouth to say something, anything, but Saito swallowed and acknowledged her in a nigh inaudible voice.

“Please stay.”

 Miki’s lips curved into a bashful smile and draped an arm around his shoulders to support herself better. “Okay.”

She nestled deeper onto Saito’s lap and he responded by awkwardly resting his chin on her shoulder, their faces so close that their flushed cheeks were touching; even this feather light contact was enough to cause a storm of butterflies to erupt in Miki’s stomach. She slowly shut her eyes and released a breath of contentment, savoring the warmth of Saito’s body and the proximity between them. Saito eventually reached for her hand hesitantly and took it into his own, bringing it closer to he could inspect it.

 “I never before noticed that the Order branded your finger with their insignia,” he said quietly.

 “Yeah, it symbolizes our loyalty to the Brotherhood. Although the Hidden Blade of the Levantine Assassins required the finger to be amputated, so it could have been worse.”

 “I see. I find your Order to be quite fascinating.”

 “You do…?”

Saito began gently caressing his thumb against the faded burn, making Miki’s heart rate increase. “I do. Although if I may, I have a question.”

 “Um, go ahead.”

 “What exactly is it that your maxim means?”

 “Oh, you mean ‘Nothing is true, everything is permitted’?”

 “Yes.”

Miki bit on her lip as she pondered the answer to that question. “Well, it was said by Levantine Assassin Altair Ibn-La’Ahad, that to abide by the maxim, once must transcend the illusion that is the world and come to understand that laws arise from reason, rather than divinity. And the Italian Assassin Ezio Auditore once explained it by saying ‘To say that nothing is true, is to realize that the foundations of society are fragile, and that we must be the shepherds of our own civilization. To say that everything is permitted, is to understand that we are the architects of our actions, and that we must live with their consequences, whether glorious or tragic.’ Personally, I believe it’s something that we all have to strive to find our own meaning for.”

Saito hummed before replying. “Very interesting. Your Order is indeed engrossing. However,” he brought her hand to his mouth and lightly pressed his lips to the brand, “I find you to be absolutely majestic.”

 Miki’s eyes widened and she squeaked, hastily burying her forehead into Saito’s shoulder; she mumbled incoherently as her cheeks reddened considerably, making a soft chuckle rumble through his throat.  

“You don’t…mean that…”

 “Miki, you know that I speak the truth. Would I have told you that if I did not believe it to be true?”

 A wave of warmth rushed through Miki at Saito’s words and she hesitantly lifted her head from his shoulder. “No, you wouldn’t have.”

 The 3rd Unit captain’s lips curled into a small smile and he squeezed her hand ever so slightly, placing another tiny kiss to her finger. “You have become quite important to me, Miki.”

 Miki’s breath caught in her throat and she tenderly rested a hand on his cheek. “Saito…”

Saito blinked, clearly caught off guard by her unforeseen touch, but he was quick to melt into it. He lifted up one of his own hands to place it on hers, his grip around her waist tightening. The pair silently enjoyed each other’s presence for some time until Saito acknowledged Miki. “…I have a confession to make.”

 Miki quirked an eyebrow. “Oh?”

 Saito’s expression turned strangely diffident as he averted his eyes, focusing on some point behind Miki, and his cheek warmed beneath her hand; it was a moment before he swallowed audibly and inhaled a long breath.

“Miki…I have had intense feelings for you for some time.”

 It took a second for Miki to fully discern what it was that Saito was saying, but then realization dawned on her and she felt her heart skip a beat. “Saito, are you saying that you love me?”

Saito’s flush deepened, the tips of his ears starting to turn pink, and he nodded awkwardly. “Yes, I am. Very much so, in fact. I was terribly upset when I returned from the Guardians of the Imperial Tomb and heard that you had departed. I found myself longing for your company and although I understood that it was because of your duties, I could not help but feel that I had done you wrong somehow. But then you returned to my side, and the solace I felt at simply seeing you again…even though it was selfish on my part, that was the moment I knew that I never wanted to be without you again.”

He paused briefly to gather his thoughts before continuing, his voice barely above a whisper at this point. “I wanted to come to you sooner, but I was convinced that you were…” Saito was seemingly unable to finish and his voice trailed off, but Miki had a feeling she knew what he was going to say.

 “You thought that I was in love with Souji.”

 “Yes…”

 Miki smiled at Saito lovingly and caressed his cheek with her thumb. The gesture coaxed him to return his attention to her, and even though he was still clearly flustered, his deep eyes bore into hers.

“While Souji is indeed my closest friend and is very much irreplaceable, Saito…you’ve had my heart since the day I met you. Absolutely everything about you had me utterly captivated, from your graceful swordsmanship to your composed disposition. I just…I love you so much and I promise you, I will never leave you again.”

No less than a thousand different emotions crossed Saito’s face at her admittance and he quickly cupped her face with both hands, delicately massaging the corners of her mouth with his thumbs . “Miki, if I would have realized…”

 Miki‘s lips quirked into a small smile. “Hey now, you weren’t the only oblivious one here.”

 Although Saito’s lips curved into a half smile, his focus had drifted to her lips; Miki felt her breath hitch as he leaned in, their faces so close now that she could smell him on the night air and feel his hot breath against her face.

His voice was trembling when he addressed her. “May I kiss you?”

 Miki softly touched the tip of Saito’s nose. “You didn’t need to ask, Hajime.”

At the sound of his given name, Saito’s eyes grew wide and his entire form went rigid. He then brought his lips to Miki’s desperately, almost as if her use of his name had awoken something inside of him. Miki automatically melted into the kiss and began caressing the patch of skin left exposed by his yukata. Her touch caused Saito to shiver violently and he breathlessly pulled from the kiss, his eyes shut and his lips slightly parted.

He caught a hold of Miki’s hand with one of his larger ones and held it flush against his chest. “That feels…fantastic…” Saito’s lips then recaptured Miki’s before she could provide a response, an arm snaking around her neck to bring her deeper into the kiss. Miki reciprocated eagerly and combed her unhindered hand through his indigo locks, very lightly running her tongue against his lips to test the waters. Saito, however, inspired sharply at the action and hastily broke from the kiss; Miki again felt her cheeks burn up, this time from shame, and swiftly turned away from him.

She really should have known that trying that would make Saito, who was clearly inexperienced with romance, feel uncomfortable.

At long last, Miki ventured to take a peek at Saito. If it was even possible, his face was even redder than before and he looked self-conscious about what had just happened. Miki sucked in a stuttering breath and reached for him timidly.

 “I’m sorry, Saito. I shouldn’t have let it get that far.”

 Saito shook his head and delicately taking a hold of her hand, brought their intertwined fingers to his mouth and touched his lips to them. “It’s fine, Miki. I’m simply not used to this kind of thing, so I ask that you give me some time.”

The corners of Miki’s lips curved into a smile and she leaned in to brush her lips against Saito’s. “For you, I’ll have all the patience in the world,” she whispered.

 Saito gave Miki’s hand a small squeeze as he reciprocated her gentle kiss. “Thank you, Miki. That means a lot to me.” He then placed one more brief kiss on her lips before saying,  “Shall we get some rest?”

 “Yeah, that sounds like a plan.”

Miki carefully climbed off Saito’s lap and stood; she reached for his hand, which he accepted, and helped him to his feet. The pair slowly made their way back to their quarters while loosely holding hands, a comfortable silence between them. Saito gave her a tiny smile when they arrived. “Well then, I believe I’ll see you in the morning.”

 Miki nodded and leaned over, quickly pecking Saito’s cheek. “Of course.”

 Saito’s smile grew ever so slightly and he gave her a small bow. “Now if you’ll excuse me…”  

 He then turned to leave the room, but Miki stopped him. “Hajime, wait!”

 Saito glanced at her over his shoulder. “What is it?”

 Miki swallowed, obviously flustered. “You uh…don’t have to leave…do you?”

 Saito’s eyes grew wide and he flushed. “Would you rather me not leave?”

 Miki looked away from him, her cheeks also turning pink. “I mean…you don’t need to stay if it would make you feel uncomfortable…but this wouldn’t be the first time we’ve shared a bed…and if we’re a couple now, I just figured…”

 Saito approached Miki and lightly placed a hand under her chin, enticing her to look at him. “Miki, I am truly honored that you would consider us a couple. If you truly want me to stay with you tonight, then I will gladly do so.”

Miki smiled at Saito shyly. “I’d like that very much.”

 Saito leaned down and pressed a small kiss to Miki’s forehead. “Well then, after you.”

 Miki flashed Saito a grin and then lowered herself onto the futon, rolling over to the side so Saito would have room. He inhaled a long breath before hesitantly joining her. Miki was quick to nestle herself into Saito’s side and he responded by awkwardly placing an arm around her shoulders. The two lay like that in silence for several minutes before Miki spoke quietly. “I love you, Hajime.”

 There was a moment of peace between them, and Saito responded, his arm around Miki’s shoulders tightening. “I love you, too, Miki.”

[denvilleneuve]

I usually don’t do this kind of memes but this is really cute and not boring or usul like others that I’ve seen before soo let’s start

Rules: Answer the questions in a new post and tag 20 blogs you would like to know better.  —tagged by @ironlux ✨

nickname: eli, betta, elisasbé height: 1.60  time right now: 19:15 last thing googled: twining’s list of teas favourite music artists: it’s not easy because I like way too many artists, but since a while my favs are linkin park, major lazer, macklemore, salmo (check him!) and others ofc.. song stuck in head: atm rodrigo amarante - tuyo (narcos soundrack) last movie watched: xXx return of Xander Cage but I pretend I didn’t saw that (sucks) The Accauntant  👌 last tv show watched: taboo  what are you wearing right now: no bra yay, just some comfy clothes when did you create your blog: i can’t remember lol but at least 4 or 5 years ago what kind of content you post: fandoms that I currently follow precious people and random things, even some os resources do you have other blogs: no  do you get asks regularly: i’m alne in this world why did you choose your username: it’s a character’s name in asassin’s creed, I kinda relate with him gender: sloth hogwarts house: gryffindor! pokemon team: if pokemon go, well I think i was in the red team idk for sure   favourite colour: blue! average hours of sleep: i try to sleep at least for seven hrs  lucky number(s): slevin lol I don’t believe in this things favourite characters: omg we could not end this, top 5 from tv shows/movies/books? not in order of preference, just randomly: robb stark (got), james keziah delany (taboo), ragnar lothbrok (vikings), harvey specter (suits), cesare borgia (the borgias) maximus X meridius (gladiator), jay gatsby (the great gatsby) -also in the book!- the joker (tdk), indiana jones, pocahontas rhage (black dagger brotherhood), robert langdon, dorian gray, plus jay gatsby I only completely loved them, I’ll add ezio auditore from assassin’s creed how many blankets do you sleep with: one, my goose down blanket dream job: payed to travel the world following: 169

I’m tagging who I want because Fuccc the rules @thelandofthesun @esteljune @monteriggioni @buckyward @aquiladafirenze @adryannaa @liketheshewolf @skywlkrr @peetaellark @farous

ps sorry if some words are wrong written but eng in not my first language 

see ya 

just to let you know I finished at 8.30pm

[kassandrassandals]

Home smells of oranges.

Ezio wasn’t sure why the first place he went on his return to Florence was the De Leze Villa on its outskirts, he hadn’t even realised he was heading towards it until he stood looking up at its stone walls.

It was early morning, the sun cast bright light on the white sandstone.

He hoped, prayed even that the De Leze’s were safe. 

His feet started to move and his hand found the bronze door knocker, he lifted it and it made a delicate knock. 

The door was opened by a maid, who looked him over curiously. 

“Yes signore?” She asked “May I help you?”

“I was wondering…” Ezio scratches the back of his head, nervous “Is Signora Madelena available?” 

The maid’s eyebrows raise ever so slightly “She is.”

“Could you possibly tell her that an old friend is here to see her?”

“Of course signore..would you like to come in?”

Ezio nods and enters the grand house, he had been inside so many times, it almost felt like home.

“Take a seat, She’ll be right with you.”

He took a seat on one of the velvet couches, Somewhere further in the house he could hear voices, Children’s voices. 

Letta and Jacopo, Madelena’s twins, His own God-Children. 

He wanted to find them, to see how they had grown in the two years since he last saw them.

Two years..had it been that long?

Footsteps broke him from his thoughts. 

“And who are you?” Madelena didn’t recognize him. “Who thinks himself so important as to disturb my breakfast?”

He gets to his feet and meets her eyes. 

Recognition washes across her features, quickly followed by relief. 

“Ezio?” 

All the coldness in her voice from before had gone, replaced with loving warmth.

She walks towards him “It..is you.”

“Good to see you Madelena.”

She laughs “Madelena?”

Ezio cocks his head to the side, confused.

“You haven’t called me that...since...well forever.”

He smiles “It's been a long time I didn’t want to assume..”

She’s in front of him now, he can smell the sweet smell of the orange oil her clothes are washed in, with the faintest hint of roses.

“Assume what?”

“That you’d want to see me..”

Madelena frowns and takes him by surprise as she throws her arms around him in a warm embrace. 

“Why wouldn’t I want to see the best man in my life?”

Even now, she makes him blush like a schoolboy, he’s glad she can’t see his face. 

“I’m sure Jac wouldn’t like you saying that.” He hugs her back, relaxing against her. 

She laughs “Jac would agree...he thinks his Uncle Ezio hung the stars in the heavens.”

“I hope you don’t tell him otherwise.”

“Of course not.”

He was home, it wasn’t Florence, or the Villa. 

Home was the sweet sound of Madelena’s laugh and the smell of oranges.

[thefanficfaerie]

Weekly Reading List 14

Weekly Recommendations get posted every Saturday. All stories are character x reader unless otherwise stated. Graphic by the awesome @wonders-of-the-multiverse.

How do my rec lists work? Why did my story not make it on the list?

Tropes AU Know They Enemy by @caplansteverogers Steve Rogers Can’t Help Myself Part 2/Part 3/Part 4 by @itsanerdlife Steve Rogers The Most Intelligent of Them All by FrenchKey Stony  MedBay Blues by AllHailBurnoel McKirk

Vampire AU Bite Me Part 9 by @medicatemedrmccoy McKirk Across the Years by @imoutofmyvulcanmind McKirk

Historical AU  Pirates Heart 42-44 by @not-close-to-straight Stuckony An Entire Ocean Part 2 by @annathewitch Leonard McCoy

Royal AU  Checkmate Part 2 by @randomstoriesofabunny​

A/B/O Dynamics The Definition of Love by StarSparkle2403

Modern AU Dealer’s Choice Part 9/Part 10 /Part 11 by @itsanerdlife Steve Rogers Executive Decision Part 7/Part 8/Part 9 by @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan Steve Rogers After All Part 11 by @mywritingsblog Stucky Off the Books Part 3 by @captain-rogers-beard Steve Rogers A Little TLC by @outside-the-government Leonard McCoy  Ink Slinger Part 2 by @stevergxrs

Avengers Steve Rogers Under My Skin by @jasonsredhoodie Caught by @the-observant-fangirl NSFW Caught by @letsgetfuckingsuperwholocked Gardens and Flannel Shirts by @imagines-for-the-fangirls-soul

Tony Stark Tony Finding You by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes By Morning Light Part 3 by @a-splash-of-stucky

Steve Rogers x Tony Stark Speaking Out by @shitty-imagines-95 Plushie by StarSparkle2403 Tattoo by StarSparkle2403 Where the Land is Low by mombasas Hips Don't Lie by jemionis travels

Steve Rogers x Tony Stark x Bucky Barnes

Law and Order: SVU Rafael Barba “Oh, you’ve started stealing my socks now?” by @amirightcounsellor Goodnight Sweetheart by Aphina

Star Trek Jim Kirk A Storm Raging by @haveyouseenmymind Self-Rescuing Princess by @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse Egg Hunt by @iguess-theyre-mymess

Leonard McCoy “I couldn’t take my eyes off you from across the ballroom.” by @janeykath318

McKirk Can’t Help Falling In Love by @pinkamour1588 Peppermint and a Mistletoe Kiss by numba1fangirl

Jim Kirk x Reader X Leonard McCoy

Black Panther  M’Baku  Tiny Warrior by @black-mcu-imagines​

RPF Chris Evans Big Brother by @missxavenger Vibrant by Justadeangirl67

OFC Qi Flows For Her Part 3 by @tilltheendwilliwrite

Misc Fandoms Formalities by @royalbluehues Robb Stark Witchcraft by @specialagentmonkey Tony DiNozzo The Black Bird by @sassenach-on-the-rocks Ezio Auditore A Mother’s Love by @sassenach-on-the-rocks Ezio Auditore

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