#alexios x reader

[reddeaddamnation]

welcome back to the writing side of tumblr! idk if you’ve written something like this, bc i can’t find your masterlist, but how would the assassins or at least my baby ezio act when they find out assassin!reader is pregnant with their child but still taking on missions and possibly putting themselves in danger, no matter how good they are at their job xx

Thank you it's good to be back. I missed you guys and your creative ideas lol I don't remember writing anything like this so there you go

Basim would be like nah nuh-uh. You say in bed and take care of yourself because in his culture a woman who is pregnant is sacred and needs to take care of herself. The most you can do is go to the market if you won't have any trouble with walking. If you're in discomfort - he will go with you.

Eivor would try to explain to you the dangers of the missions as if you don't know already and would kindly and politely tell you to think about your child because he will be devastated if something happens to either of you.

Alexios' jaw would just drop and he would have no idea what to even say. "Please don't." He would just say in a monotone voice but with the most pleading eyes you ever saw him pull off. He wants to say so much but doesn't even know where to start, because he was shocked when he found out.

Bayek would sit you down and lecture you in a rather angry tone because he had flashbacks of when he saw his own son die so he will NEVER allow it to happen again. "I'm very disappointed that you don't know how to take care of yourself in this condition. What came over you?"

Altair would cut you off mid-mission and would tell you to turn back or else. He will take care of the mission instead of you if you promise to not put your head in danger and don't be stubborn because he can be more stubborn and will not budge until you accompany him back to your home. No matter how long you spend in that one place he met you.

Ezio would be like "WHAT" and chase you down hoping he isn't too late and would give you the lecture of your life. "You know you're more important to me than anything. Now that you are carrying our child, I will worry about both of you and will not forgive you if you put the two of you in danger again. The baby did not choose to be here. Think about it."

Connor would be so disappointed. Honestly how will you look at him and still do it? He asked you to take care of yourself and rest and here you are putting yourself in danger. Usually he communicates everything but this time you get the silent treatment for at least a few hours.

Edward would sigh and say "I ask you for one thing and one thing only. Stay. Out. Of. Danger. Don't you realize what you're doing?" He wouldn't show his true anger tho and would leave you with your thoughts for a few hours.

Arno would pace around all day and when you come back, he will nag you to oblivion. "What do you think you're doing? Why? What do you want to prove? Is our child less important than the damn brotherhood? I can't stop you if you don't want to quit but at least think about what you're doing."

When Jacob found out you want to come on the mission too, Evie begged him to tell you to reconsider. He just walked past the both of you like "Y/N you're not coming." in a stern voice, leaving you shocked. "If you're so adamant on coming, I think you should think about the consequences" Jacob? Consequences? Don't go, for the sake of this nice change in him!

Shay would be angry. So angry and so stern. "You know the consequences if anything were to happen to you and I can't be there to say anything except I told you so because we both know what will happen if you keep going on like this. Instead of resting and staying safe, you go out of your way to put yourself in danger. You're acting like a child."

Haytham would just sigh and rub the bridge of his nose. "Don't make me lock you in our room with guards outside because if you don't have the decency to keep yourself safe, I will."

[demigoddessqueens]

i love you, what did you say?

A/N - naturally, this is based off the original CR ask HERE

Bayek

Oh….do you care for him that way? If you do, don’t wander far from him

Altair

If you said something like this, he’ll do the “play it cool” routine but is a whole Mess™️ on the inside

Aya

If these are the times that she’s separated from Bayek, she finds comfort in this from you

Edward

It’s a sweet trait from you and said rugged pirate thinks it’s an endearingly cute dude to you

Jacob

A menace of a man 😆who makes a big spectacle out of it, telling the Rooks “oh they love me 😌”

Yusuf

Oh so you just say such a phrase so casually, even if he feels serious about you?

Evie

Got caught off guard and responds back casually too but she’s wondering if maybe there could be more

Ezio

A relentless flirt who teases you about it, going on saying “there may be a line, amore, but you’re always first for me”

Connor

Such a shy reaction because it comes across as something so genuine to him

Aveline

Knows what you meant by it and she calls you cherie back too, but yeah, she may want something more than friendship

Alexios

404.exe mercenary has stopped working and is left pondering over this for a good while

Arno

ok be nice to him 😅 he’s suffered enough

But if you offhandedly said it, there’s a part of him that deeply, truly wants you both to be together

Desmond

He probably teases you a bit about it but thinks it’s cute someone cares about him some way

Eivor

Deep look into your eyes, asks if you really mean that

Kassandra

She has not felt such a way since Daphanae, or maybe Eivor, in her many lifetimes so you saying such a phrase gives her a sliver of hope

[rea-grimm]

Harpy Alexios

You waited outside for Alexios and Kassandra. He wanted to introduce her to you today. He talked about her all the time, and besides, she was the only family he had left. You only knew Kassandra from photos and his stories.

You wondered if she would be similar in personality to Alexios or completely different. You haven't made a picture of her yet.

You were so lost in thought when something grabbed your hands from the air and lifted you into the air. You went out in shock and tried to get back to the ground.

However, when you were so high that you could see the roofs of the houses, you stopped trying to reach them and instead grabbed whatever carried you.

You wondered to him what was bothering you in the first place. To your surprise, it was a woman with a brown braid, eagle wings and talons holding you.

“Kassandra?��� you asked surprisingly since it was an exact copy of the photo Alexios was showing you. She just smiled at you before rocking you and letting you go.

You free-fall to the ground. You screamed for your life. Just above the first roof, however, Kassandra caught you and carried you up again.

"Put me down!" you screamed as she let go of you again. You only saw her laugh before she let go of you again.

You had no idea how long she had been playing with you like this because, after the third time she let you go, you started to feel so sick that you didn't know how long you could last.

"Kassandra!" you heard a familiar voice that gave you hope.

Kassandra let go of you again and you saw Alexios flying towards you. Truth be told, it didn't even seem weird at that point. You were just glad to see him and hoped he would save you.

When Alexios was close to you, Kassandra grabbed you and flew right in front of his nose. He was chasing his sister and calling her something in Greek. You only understood a maláka.

This had been happening for a while and you had the impression that Kassandra was playing catch with her brother. Whenever he was close to you, she suddenly changed direction.

"Kassandra, put her down!" he yelled at her and it looked like he was finally going to catch up with you.

“As you wish,” she shrugged before letting you go. You had no idea how long you had been freefalling to the ground. But this time, Kassandra didn't fly to you. Surely you were headed for the ground and there was a risk of impact.

You still saw Kassandra hovering in one place when someone saved you from falling. He caught you at a fast speed that almost took your breath away.

It wasn't until you recovered that it was Alexios. You breathed a sigh of relief and hugged him. You felt him lightly caress your back with one hand. Once he reduced his speed enough, he landed on the ground with you.

“You're safe now,” he said, lowering you carefully to the ground. It was such a strange feeling after so many falls that your legs immediately gave way. That's why he preferred to hold you.

“I hate your sister,” you mumbled as you absorbed a bit of the shock. Alexios chuckled at that. Right now, he'd rather kill her himself.

“I'm glad you saved me,” you thanked him as his sister landed next to you.

"She's not bad for a human. She's fun to be with,” she said and moved closer to you. Or at least she thought so, as Alexios covered you with his wing.

“We'd better go home,” Alexios finally said and before you could protest, he took you into his arms.

“Thank you,” you said, kissing his cheek. Alexios stopped and looked at you before a faint smile appeared on his face and he kissed your forehead.

“Anytime,” he replied before kissing your lips once more.

Assassin's Creed Masterlist

[gaycragula]

I'm totally not obsessed with Alexios.

Throat fucking the Mighty Mithios whilst you wear your spartan fit? Total win.

When I talk about the "spartan" fit. I mean, like the helmets they used to wear with the thingy on top and whatnot. (Does that even make sense, reader is supposed to be a Gladiator)

The Amour Stays On

Pairing: Alexios x Gladiator Male Reader Warning(s): NSFW/18+ Content under the cut

Warning(s): Throat fucking, deep throating, blowjob, armor (armour???) kink? fetish? one of the two, not beta read (i never beta read) Word Count: 1156 Account Navigation AO3 Link extra: i am running out of titles sos hwo do people do this. also really sorry its so short :(

Another victory under your belt and some more free time with your lover, Alexios. The arena is empty. Well, almost empty.

The silence is interrupted with the wet sounds of lips locking together, teeth and tongue clashing. Which honestly surprises you. Normally Alexios likes to take his time when getting any kind of intimate with you.

When you finally separate, you stop him from closing in for another. “What’s wrong, Alexios?” You ask, voice just a little raspy from your earlier exertion. Hells, you were still in your armor, helmet included. 

“Nothing,” he lies, refusing to admit the actual truth.

“You’re lying,” you challenge, grabbing his hips and pinning him against the wall you’re both next to. You lean a little closer to him, the cold metal of your helmet scraping over his cheek and causing him to shiver. You think nothing of it at first. “What is wrong?”

His hands grab at your forearms and you can feel the heat coming from his body. He purposely knocks his cheek against your helmet again and that’s when it clicks. “You like the armor.”

“No,” he denies immediately, almost sounding offended that you’d even suggest it.

You click your tongue and his eyes lock onto yours. “Maybe a little,” he finally says, glancing away from you again. You’ll take it.

And you’ll run with it.

“How much,” you push, allowing your fingers to dip into the small gap between Alexios’ belt and his tunic. You swear you can hear him scoff before he speaks.

“Not that much,” he says. Stubborn thing, he was.

“Show me?” You suggest with a smile, tugging him a little closer by the belt. He feels the cold of your armor through his tunic and he cannot stop the way his breath hitches. “Please?”

You hear him curse you under his breath. You knew he was a sucker for you when you pleaded like that. “Fine.”

Alexios’ lips press against the cheek of your helmet and his hands grab your vambraces. His thumbs rub against the soft leather straps that bind the metal together. You can feel your helmet shift as Alexios trails kisses across the metal before he dips to your neck. 

You say nothing for now. You’re letting him take what he needs. Perhaps he’ll be willing to talk when he’s done. He tilts your head to the side and you allow him to, closing your eyes with a soft sigh as he kisses down your neck.

Alexios’ hands travel up your arms to rest on your shoulders for a moment before trailing down the front of your breastplate. His lips follow shortly after and you pull your hands from his belt so he can lower to his knees in front of you. He refuses to look at you. 

His hands slide down and stop on the bare skin just above your boots. You look down at him and watch as he leans in and nuzzles against your crotch. Hands slide up your thighs a couple times before Alexios cuts the cloth of your skirt open to get to your loincloth. 

He tugs it down just enough to pull your cock out and wrap his hand around it. The pumps your cock a few times before leaning forward again to nuzzle against the sensitive flesh. His beard scratches you a bit before he takes your tip into his mouth. 

You groan, fighting the urge to push your hips further, force Alexios to take more. You remind yourself this was for him, not you. He was in control. 

His tongue wraps around your cock and he slowly takes more and more into his mouth as he bobs his head. “If you would’ve just said something, we could’ve done this sooner,” you say, dragging your hand through Alexios’ hair. 

He just groans around you, the vibrations rumbling around your cock and drawing a moan from you. He sucks you off wonderfully. His tongue moves over your cock in the ways he knows you like. The wet sounds of him sucking you off fills the quiet air around the two of you.

His mouth is so warm, so soft, around your cock. You can’t help it anymore. Your hips jerk forward and it inherently forces Alexios to take your cock further into his mouth. You feel him gag as you hit the back of his throat.

Alexios stops and finally looks up at you. For a moment, you believe he’s going to pull off of you, leave you hard and aching and not get you off. 

Instead, you feel his jaw slacken around you. You take the hint, pushing your hips forward again once. He moans around you even as he gags. You brace one hand on the wall behind the two of you, the other finding purchase in Alexios’ hair as you begin pumping your cock in and out of his mouth.

He lets you fuck his mouth, swallowing around you as best he can. Each time your cock hits the back of his throat, you’re rewarded with him gagging around you, his throat clenching and his tongue curling around the underside of your cock. It’s addicting.

You push deeper into his mouth, further down his throat. He rewards you with a choked moan. It sounds heavenly. “We really should do this more often, don’t you think, misthios?” You ask. 

Alexios responds in kind. He lets his teeth scrape against your cock and it makes your hips stutter. “Alright, alright, I won’t call you that again.”

You feel Alexios hum around you, hopefully in appreciation, and you continue to fuck into his mouth, chasing that wonderful high you can feel coming. Over the wet sound of Alexios’ mouth, you hear another sound.

A quick glance down confirms it. Alexios is jerking himself off. To you fucking his mouth in a full suit of armor, tears streaming down his face. Gods, if that wasn’t the hottest thing in the world. The sight sends liquid fire through you. “Your throat?” You ask, voice beginning to shake as your orgasm approaches. Alexios nods around you.

One, two, three more thrusts and you’re pulling Alexios all the way down your cock, burying his nose in the hair on your pelvis, and painting his throat with your spend. Alexios, in turn, moans around you, his own body tensing as he presumably dirties his hand with his cum. 

You hold Alexios on your slowly softening cock until you’re positive Alexios has swallowed everything. He pulls away gasping for breath, saliva and tears painting his beautiful face. 

After helping him cleanup and him helping you redress, you share another kiss. “How much do you like the armor?” You ask again, just to see if he’ll finally admit it now.

He grumbles at first but another kiss from you seems to break the little resolve he had. “A lot,” he mutters against your lips before closing the gap for another kiss.

[thelooneytoon]

Assassin’s Creed Odyssey Fanfiction

Aphrodite’s Favor:

The Eagle Bearer, famed misthios, grandson of King Leonides, favoured by the Gods. But before he earned his standing in the world, he was simply Alexios, a Spartan boy raised on Kephallonia after suffering a tragedy. Lonely, his only companion being a golden eagle and a sketchy conman, Lady Aphrodite takes pity on him. He’s already suffered a number of unbearable tragedies, and yet his trials are far from over. This chosen hero of the Gods, suffering and danger hewn into his very being, is to be gifted with a love that no other will ever experience. A story of those with the blood of the Gods, who stand by each other in a war torn world and strive to reunite their family. The story of two heroes during the Peloponesian War- Alexios and Althaia.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46853581

τέλος:

Kassandra’s life on Kephallonia wasn’t always easy. She wasn’t necessarily alone, she did have Phoibe and Markos, her little makeshift family. But, no matter how much she adored Phoibe or owed Markos, it didn’t keep her from feeling lonely. Until she met Calista, that is.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46855255

|| CHOOSE YOUR MISTHIOS ||

[howtotrainabraincell]

Head cannons bc I can - Assassin’s body parts preferences (and extras...)

AN: I would just like to say that ALL of the Assassin's will protect their love with their lives, not standing for any disrespect or rudeness toward her in any way shape or form. I may not have put it in the description of every Assassin, but it goes without saying. ALSO, plz don't @ me bc this is my first ever spicy post lol

Altair Ibn La’Ahad - loves burying his face in her neck and grabbing her backside cheekily lol, loves bathing with her but won’t deny that’s it’s hard to control himself around her naked body. Comes to her after a mission (if they didn't go on it together that is or if she's not an assassin) to hold her and just melts against her, grateful to have her and be back in her arms alive. Pulls her away ever so often to a corner where he'll kiss her breathless and then just walk off like nothing happened (this man-), loves to chase lol if she runs from him, it sets something deep and primal off in him, and when he eventually catches her? 😳😳😳

Shay Patrick Cormac - definitely breasts lol and has a thing for waists, also loves thighs & has a thing for kissing from the top of her foot to the inside of her thighs, this man can pick up grown soldiers, flip them over his shoulder and then just toss them to the ground like it nothing so he’s strong - tell.me he doesn’t pick up his love and carry her off for some alone time. She won't have to worry about anyone on the Morrigan getting any ideas because Shay has made it VERY clear that she's his and his only. He'll legit fight for her if someone makes her uncomfortable or harasses her and make them regret the day they were born (that is if they can even think afterward bc they'll probably be dead). It - depending on the mood he's in - makes him feel very loved and cared for or very turned on and ready to pin her down, when she kisses the scar over his eye. Don't even get me started on how naughty this fricken man is in Irish Gaelic. (Sir! Control thyself!)

Edward Kenway - an ass man for sure and he loves the thighs too, stands behind her and glares at anyone who checks her out from his spot behind her where he’ll press a possessive kiss to her shoulder while glaring at them. Why do I have feeling that this man has a thing for women who can shoot guns? If she shoots a gun in front of him all pirate-esque he'll literally beg her to step on him haha. Loves him a mouthy feisty woman because not only does it turn.him.on, he gets a kick out of a lovely woman being able to blow someone out of the water with her insults & statements of self-defense. Will also waylay anyone who disrespects her, he'll actually feed them their teeth (don't test him with her)

Jacob Ethan Frye - both the man’s bi lol he can have both if he wants, he for sure does playful butt pats and grabs occasionally but usually when they’re alone (USUALLY & if a Rook bore witness? THEY SAW NOTHING), definitely into holding his love on his lap and whispering dirty things in her ear to fluster her. Will fight to protect her and God help them because they'll have him and the Rooks to deal with (that is if Jacob doesn't crush them and turn them into dust that blows away in the wind lol). Also loves him a feisty and mouthy woman, if she's sarcastic, witty and goofy on top of that? This man is more whipped than whipped cream. Total gentleman even if she can hand his ass to him on a silver platter, he still treats her with utmost respect. Enjoys lying in bed with her and cuddling (give the man all the cuddles STAT) lazily playing with her hair and believe it not - not all kissing with the amorous assassin leads to *wink wink*. He genuinely enjoys laying there with her on a slow day and kissing her sweetly, over and over again. Man is a genuine romantic sweetheart (and nothing will change my mind). It's not an odd occurrence for Evie to wonder where her younger brother is, only to find him conked out on his love's chest just peacefully snoozing away as she holds him reading a book or some files. Totally see him tracing his fingers down her sternum until he reaches her breasts and tracing the insides of them to get her riled up (if he's feeling mean he'll even give a cheeky kiss haha). Also loves to chase her across rooftops and make bets of a spicier nature...

Evie Frye - loves to kiss her loves hands & jaw (particularly that one little spot…) and trace kisses down her sternum, has a habit of cornering her and making out with her lol then she just goes on about her day like nothing happened, plays footsies underneath table surfaces (CHANGE MY MIND). Loves all of her and honestly don't think she would have a preference, Evie's just grateful to have her at all and be with her. Woman was dedicated to being alone as a result of being in the Brotherhood. Think she would get a kick out of witty and playful banter, the more her love speaks the more in love she falls and the more she desires her. She's good with her hands. I said it. Sue me. She.has.good.hands. The woman tis skilled (in more ways than one...) This also pertains to corsets and buttons whether it be doing them or undoing them... Kind think she would like chasing her love through the city too and if it ends up in a garden? The woman internally swoons.

Kassandra of Sparta - breasts she likes pulling her love against her and then looking down to see them pressed against her armor being gorgeous as usual and she loves to grab hips, she will CUT Alcibiades if he looks at her love lol bc she KNOWS what he's thinking about, only lets her hair down around her love and adores laying in between her thighs while her fingers give her a head a very relaxing massage (seriously they can put the woman to sleep lol)

Ratonhnhake:ton/Connor Kenway - I think we can all agree that this sweet man isn't very sexual BUT once he settles down, he does have an appreciation for his loves figure. Loves to hover over her from behind and kiss the top of her head, and when things get more intimate between them, he loves to give her kisses all over her face. Flowers with him would be a common occurrence, often times she wakes up to beautiful wildflowers on her bedside table or on the pillow beside her. This man is a good provider. And if she takes an interest in hunting with him, more than a few times he'll briefly lose interest in hunting the animal and playfully hunting her instead... Feel like he strokes her legs lovingly and takes his time exploring the sexual feelings he has for her. He would love her breasts because they're beautiful, soft and full of life.

Alexios of Sparta - ass for sure he seems like a butt smacker haha she’ll be minding her own business when he comes out of nowhere and gives her a light loving smack. He comes up behind her and literally sweeps her off her feet - no pleasantries, just "you're mine now" lol

Haytham Kenway - breasts has a thing for tracing the tops of them when she wears dresses to get her riled up all while delivering an “innocent” kiss to her flaming red cheek, will randomly stoop to her level to whisper something 😳 in her ear. Get a vibe that he would spoil her with beautiful jewelry and then woo her until it's the only thing she has on, before taking her to bed... Morning sex seems like the norm for him because he's not always there when she falls asleep arriving home late, but when he sees her in the morning, he more than makes it up to her and greets her in very steamy manner. He reminds her to remain neutral when she stands next to him during a meeting as he sits down with his hand hidden by her dress on her backside gently squeezing and acting completely casual about it the cheeky -

Desmond Miles - breasts & when Shaun stresses him out, he presses his head into them lol it’s stress relieving, comes up behind her and hugs her tightly, definitely into spooning he likes the physical contact, and he melts when she kisses his forehead. Before everything he screwed, but now with the woman he loves? He makes love and thoroughly enjoys every second of it with her. Having her by his side through everything means more to him than he can express.

Arno Victor Dorian - this man feels like a worshipper he would love all of her body and take his time with her, but he does tend to go for breasts more coming out of nowhere and kissing the tops of them reverently throughout the day, definitely takes her hand in his and kisses it with full eye contact to the point where it makes her blush, earning a chuckle from him. Tell me that this man doesn't pull her away to corners throughout the day or on a mission and kiss her before walking away casually like nothing happened lol. Got a feeling he's very into whisking his love away just getting her attention and pulling her away to wherever they can have a few moments alone together. Good kisser. I refuse to believe anything else. He swoops in gives a sweet kiss that leaves her flustered, and he stands there watching her with a smile on his face. For some reason I think he's into the whole secret lover rendezvous thing, aka coming in through his love's window or meeting her secretly (it's exciting and he gets her all alone...)

Ezio Auditore Da Firenze - also feels like a worshipping type of man except everywhere, everything, all the time lol, but he does have a preference for breasts often times hugging his love around the waist and burying his face in them. We've all seen how this man has thing for pinning his lady to the wall...do with it what you will. But he does it to her and OFTEN lol. A little more promiscuous in public - stopping of course if she gets uncomfortable - than others and is not afraid to show how he feels about her. Also, a good kisser. I mean COME ON.

Bayek of Siwa - he loves her breasts because beneath them lies her heart and he cherishes the fact that she has given it to him, loves to star gaze with her - they lay there together peacefully as he tells her about the constellations and their meaning. Loves bathing with her just laying back and relaxing, eyes roving her form as she cleans him and gives him a shave (he refuses to shave unless she does it for him bc he loves her touch and how great her handiwork is). Gives the kinds of kisses that melt her like a stick of butter lol, a kiss from him has a lot of emotion poured into it telling without words how much he loves her.

[hughessdemon]

Congratulations I guess ? || J.Hughes

social media au

summary : you finally graduated from NYU after all you moved there to be closer Jack , but you guys broke up after his debut . 2019

yourusername:

location : NYU ||

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yourusername: we did it ! we are officially done with crying eyes out every day at NYU everyday , finally got my degree with Taylor swift 😝. Ft Achileas cause we the cool kids and my second cool dad 🤨

tagged: achi_of_greece , Taylor swift

comments:

lhughes_06 : okay smartass you graduated before me . proud of you tho come to nj soon !

~ yourusername: maybe should’ve stayed in Mich but thank you , soon maybe 😜

username458 : you’re a lucky imagine graduating with Taylor swift 😭😭

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Achi_of_greece : off to Greece we go 😫we partying out !

~ yourusername : ciao we in love with that idea let’s go 😍

_alextrucotte: congratulations lil sis !! when you coming back to Mich we miss you out here 🤥

~ yourusername: thank you Alex !! maybe in few weeks hopefully soon !!

jackhughes: congratulations 🍾 proud of you I guess

~_quinnhughes: : what’s I guess ? You’re not fun

_quinnhughes: proud of you lil kid , you’re finally grown . See you in summa kid !!

trevorzegras: Taylor swift ?!?!?! the audacity not invite me to your graduation 🤨

~ yourusername : maybe if you weren’t in the playoff you swifter . Also not even a congratulations ? 😀

Trevorzegras: oh you’re right , and congratulations little detective 🚨

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Elblue6: congratulations beautiful! you did well proud of you 👍

~ yourusername: @_quinnhughes @elblue6 thank you I miss you both , see you too quinnnie 🤍!

yourusername : @jackhughes thank you I guess ?

Alexiosgreece: congratulations to you both , glad to see walk today 🤍

~ yourusername: glad to see you as well , see you in a bit ☺️

usaferts: I’m here tryna figure out who’s she’s dating now , jack , alexio or achileas ? 😭

Olympiagreece: following in my footsteps honey I love you ❤️

~ yourusername: you’re my bigggest dream 🤭

NYU: let’s go detective !

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taylorswift: glad to walk the stage with you ❤️

~yourusername : glad to see you again !

trevorzegras: again excuse me ?!?!

Siennaschmidt: congratulations beautiful 😍

~ yourusername: oh ? thank you 🧍🏽‍♀️🫶🏽

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[gaylorvader]

I love imagining stuff like this. Like imagine trying to explain something like the internet to Eivor or Alexios and Kassandra, poor bastards would be so confused. Idk why but I imagine Eivor no matter how you explain it, just insisting that it's magic or whatever the norse would call it.

Imagine trying to explain to Ezio what the term derpy means.

Or worse rizz

“So what you’re saying is I am a master rizz”

Imagine explaining to Malik google maps

He be so mad like

“” you mean people don’t have to draw maps where your from?!”

Imagine explaining to Desmond the havoc of COVID

Poor man would be so confused

“ what why did they buy all the toilet paper?”

I’m also 100% sure both Malik and Evie would want a copy of “the internet”

“ where can I purchase this magical book?”

[phoward89]

Masterlist

Stepcest, Stepson!Coryo x Stepmother!Reader, Sub!Coriolanus, Switch!Reader, Crassus Snow x Younger!Reader

WARNING ⚠️ Coriolanus Snow is a warning in and of itself. Crassus Snow is a cold hearted asshole, but he's a hot asshole... Stepcest, older man/younger woman, arranged marriage, cheating, affairs, secrets, cussing, secret love child, Coryo is a bit selfish and too ambitious, Crassus decides to try and be a better husband/father, breakups

Part 8:

The backseat of the car feels like it's closing in on you as Alexios, your driver, pulls away from the curb. Your chest tightens and you feel so overwhelmed. Your emotions are getting the better of you and before you can stop it, you break down in tears. Sobs violently wrack your body as your mind keeps thinking about being betrayed by Coriolanus.

Your loud cries have a negative effect on your son, Cassian. The baby starts crying as a result of hearing your loud sobs. Cassian's wails get louder and louder as the chauffeur steers the car out of the high-end shopping district of Capitol City.

Alexios looks back at you and the baby via the rearview mirror and he can't help, but to be concerned. You're both crying and he’s not sure what to do. Should he keep driving? Should he ask if you're okay? Nothing happened that he's aware of to trigger off your crying jag. Your driver/bodyguard is inwardly panicking because he has no idea why you're having a meltdown in the back of the car. A meltdown that's causing your baby to fuss loudly as well.

Looking between the road and the rearview mirror, the driver hesitantly asks, “Mrs. Snow, are you alright?”

Hearing your baby's wailing paired with the driver's inquiry of your well being snaps you out of your tears. Your son needs you to calm him down; to soothe him, so you quickly take a deep breath and wipe the tears from your eyes. “I'm fine, Alexios. Just a bit tired and overwhelmed from shopping with the baby.” You lie to your driver while moving a shaky hand to comfort your crying son.

Alexios nods, only to assure you, “We'll be at the penthouse in a few minutes.”

You thank him while soothing your son. The rest of the ride home didn't take long; you managed to comfort Cassian and get him to calm down before the car even pulled up to the curb of your building.

“Ma’am, where would you like me to place your shopping bags?” Alexios asks while helping you and your son out of the car.

“You can put them in the master bedroom.” You told your driver as he shut the car door and popped the trunk.

Pulling Cassian's pram out of the trunk, your chauffeur told you, “I'd be more comfortable placing the bags in the foyer or the main room, Mrs. Snow.” Unfolding the pram and gesturing for you to place the baby in it, Alexios proclaimed, “The master bedroom is your husband's domain as a man, not mine.”

“Okay, then place the bags in the foyer and I'll bring them into the master bedroom once I'm done putting Cassian down for his nap.” You tell the driver while placing your son into his pram.

Once your son's settled in the pram, you wheel him over to the large double doors of your building’s lobby. The driver's right behind you, only to hold the door open for you to walk inside. As you head towards the elevator bank, Alexios goes to retrieve your endless number of shopping bags from the trunk of the car.

You feel a bit tense as you wait for the elevator to arrive. You know that you have to keep it together for your son; that you can't have another breakdown like the one you succumbed to in the car, but it's easier said than done. You feel so heartbroken, helpless, and lost. Coriolanus made you out to be a fool. He played you like a fiddle, making you believe every word he said.

But now…

Well…

Now that you caught him red handed with another woman (Livia Cardew of all people!) you know that things are over between the two of you. You can't carry on with him; put your own rocky marriage in jeopardy when Coryo doesn't truly value you or your love.

The ding of the elevator doors sliding open breaks you from your mental musings. Quickly, you wheel Cassian's pram into the elevator. And much to your surprise, your driver's right behind you with an ungodly amount of bags hanging from his limbs. In fact, he's carrying so many shopping bags that he looks like a Christmas tree covered in ornaments, garland, and tinsel.

“Are those all of my bags?” You ask, taken aback on the amount of bags being toted by Alexios.

“Yes, Mrs. Snow, these are all of your bags.” Alexios confirms while you press the buttons to close the door and for the 12th floor.

Grandma'am was still taking her afternoon nap whenever you entered the penthouse. You also realized that you're alone; that Coriolanus was still out- most likely with that Cardew shrew. Good, not like you're in the mood to deal with him right now anyways.

You parked the pram in the foyer and took Cassian out of it, all the while Alexios was setting down a pile of bags by the front door of the penthouse. You thanked your driver for his help before bringing Cassian to his nursery for a feeding and his late afternoon nap.

Cassian has a hearty appetite, so you didn't have any problems nursing him. In fact, the baby ate eagerly. He also went to sleep almost instantly after his meal. For being a couple of weeks old he truly was a good baby. Didn't fuss too much; was easy to tend to.

Once the baby was down, you brought all of the shopping bags to your master bedroom. Somehow, while unpacking the bags, you managed to hold it together. Well, you're still an emotional wreck while hanging up the clothes you bought, but at least you're not crying your eyes out anymore.

But you can't afford another crying jag, you have a baby depending on you to take care of him. You have to be strong and push your feelings of hurt and betrayal aside in order to be the best possible mother you can be to Cassian.

And when you brought the few bags full of Cassian's items to the nursery to put them away, you're tense.

Very tense.

You manage to put all of Cassian's new outfits and toys up without shedding a single tear. But, you're wound tighter than an 8 day clock tho. You're very on edge, all because of what you accidently discovered this afternoon at the coffee shop.

You can't help, but to wonder if you did something wrong to make Coriolanus seek out that bitch, Livia Cardew. Maybe you should've pushed aside your emotional discomfort and just given him a couple of blowjobs? Then maybe he'd still be faithful to you. But, if not being able to fuck fo 6 weeks is the reason why he's cheating then maybe the relationship’s fickle; wasn't as strong and loving on his end- like he claims it to be.

You're broken out of your thoughts by Grandma'am’s voice echoing out in the penthouse with the simple question of, “Y/N, dear, are you home?”

“Yes, Grandma'am, I'm home. I'm just finishing up putting Cassian's things away.” You call back, assuring your mother-in-law that you're fine.

“I'll be waiting for you in the main room, dear.” Grandma'am told you, so you wouldn't be searching the entire house for her.

And a few minutes later you walk into the main room with a hatbox in your hands. “I got you something, Grandma'am.” You announce, coming up to the elderly woman that's become more of a mother to you then your own mother.

“Oh, Y/N, you didn't have to do that.” Grandma'am lightly protested with a soft smile as you placed the hatbox onto her lap.

Taking a seat next to her, you explain, “I know, but I wanted to get you something as a thank you for being supportive during my pregnancy and baby blues.”

Nodding, she lifts the lid of the box. She lets out a tiny gasp upon seeing a gold satin turban with a gold and diamond sun broach in the middle twisted part. Pulling the beautiful turban out of the box, she gratefully smiles, “Thank you, dear. It's beautiful and I can't wait to wear it.”

“I was hoping that you'd like it.” You admitted to Grandma'am as she placed the turban back in the box; setting it aside.

“Did you get something for Crassus?”

Of course she'd ask you that…

With a sigh, you shake your head and admit, “No, I didn't know what to get him.”

Grandma'am pats your hand while assuring you, “Next time we'll go shopping together; find something real nice for that son of mine you call your husband.”

You smile and nod, silently thanking her.

Crassus came home about 15 minutes before dinner, as was his routine now, and took a seat in the living room with you. Grandma'am, like she does every night, excused herself to go inquire about dinner from the cook. She did that every night when Crassus arrived in order to give you, him, and the baby some family time.

Coriolanus came home about an hour earlier and went straight to his room after giving both you and Grandma'am a curt greeting. In fact, you're dreading having to eat dinner with him tonight. A part of you wishes that he didn't come home at all, that he stayed out. But, of course, that wish went unfulfilled.

Anyways, once Crassus was sitting with you in the main room he went about the routine he created for the two of you. He asked about your day while watching Cassian nearby in his baby swing. And, of course, you told your husband about your shopping trip with the baby. But you left out the part about running into Coriolanus at the coffee shop, he didn't need to know about that.

Crassus thought that an afternoon shopping would've made you a bit happier than you were. He noticed that you're a bit tense; it's concerning because you seemed to be in a good mood lately. He decides that he'll ask your driver if you ran into anyone or if anything happened while on your shopping trip.

“Perhaps next time you go shopping mother can go with you?” Crassus suggested while subtly eying the clock to see if it was close to dinner time yet.

“Oh, I already talked to her about it and we agreed that we'll go shopping together with Cassian next time.” You tell Crassus, earning an approving smile from him.

“I’m glad that you're getting along with mother, Petal.” Crassus admitted right as Coriolanus walked out of the hallway and into the main room with a pissy look painted on his face.

“Is dinner ready yet?” Coriolanus asked, his eyes narrowed at how close you're sitting with his father. Hmm…seems like he's jealous? But he doesn't have a right to be since he has Livia now.

“Grandma'am went to check a few moments ago.” You told your once lover, tone a bit tight.

“Sit down and wait, Coriolanus. It won't be much longer now.” Crassus ordered his firstborn.

“It better not be, father. I have a study group to attend in half an hour.” Coriolanus grumbled while taking a seat. One as far away from you and his father as he could be.

“Isn't that a bit late for a study group, son?” Crassus asked, his blonde brow arched up.

Yes, wasn't it? Well, the study group was actually a meet up with Festus and Hilarious at Pluribus’ club, but Crassus and you didn't need to know that. Coriolanus feels that you two thinking he's at a study group makes himself look better and more mature. That if you knew he had time for the club and not for you, well…But you can't blame him, he's a young man with needs. Needs that you're not fulfilling at the moment.

Coriolanus never was a choirboy and is only loyal to one person, himself.

“I'm meeting up with Festus and Hilarious to study for our finals. We decided to meet up after dinner since everyone has different schedules.”

“Ah…” Crassus nods. “Since when do the three of you have such taxing schedules?” Your husband countered your stepson, causing the younger blonde to look like he's about to swallow his teeth.

But before Coriolanus could reply, Grandma'am strolls into the room with the announcement of, “The cook’s ready to serve dinner.”

Well, looks like dinner saved Coriolanus from having to pull a believable lie out of his ass.

Dinner was quiet, but tense. Crassus picked it up right away that you seem upset about something. Also, the way that Coriolanus keeps giving you hard glances here and there makes him believe that something's wrong. That something happened.

The war hero truly believes that something transpired between you and his son. Why else would Coriolanus be eying you with a hardness in his baby blues? Any other time his son's giving you pathetic puppy dog eyes. But not tonight.

Grandma'am’s eating her roasted chicken while ignoring the awkward silence in the dining room. You don't get to be her age without learning to ignore a thing or two, including awkwardness at meals. As long as the uncomfortable silence doesn't turn into an argument that'll ruin her dinner, Grandma'am is totally fine with eating and ignoring the big elephant in the room.

Crassus on the other hand isn't the type to ignore the big elephant in the room. Unlike his mother, he's not putting a doily on the elephant in the room’s butt and acting like it's not there. No, the general's going to approach it.

Turning his attention to you, Crassus asks, “Is something wrong, Petal? You seem a bit tense.”

“Oh, nothing's wrong. Really, I'm fine, just a bit tired from shopping this afternoon.” You lie because you can't tell your husband the truth. No, he'd never understand that you're tense and agitated because you caught his son, who you've been having an affair with, cheating on you while out at a coffee shop. Yea…that'd go over like a lead balloon…

“Alright, as long as you're fine I won't pry.” Crassus told you despite every fiber of his being begging him to pry.

But he'll drop the matter for now, only because he senses that you're not comfortable speaking about it- or should he say around his son. Crassus decides that he'll ask your driver, Alexios, about your outting tomorrow. Surely your driver/bodyguard has an insight on what's troubling you. And if not, well…he doesn't want to think about that possibility.

Coriolanus' icy eyes dart over to your form, gazing at you harshly. Almost as if he's silently daring you to bring up the subject of him being rather cozy with Livia Cardew in the local coffee shop. It's as if he wants you to acknowledge your pain, your broken heart at seeing him with somebody else, at the dinner table; in front of his father, Crassus. But you won't give him the satisfaction. In fact, you refuse to meet his gaze and opt to stare down at your plate instead.

Crassus noticed how his son's hard glances at you are making you nervous; are causing you to stare at your plate while picking at your food with your tightly clenched fork. He doesn't like what these tiny details are implying. How they're making light of a pressing suspicion he's had about Coriolanus and you for a while now.

Looking at his gold Rolex on his wrist, Crassus pretends to be concerned about his son's plans. “Coriolanus, shouldn't you be going soon?” Looking at his younger doppelganger, he says, “You don't want to be late for your study group, do you?”

Looking down at his own wrist watch, Coriolanus nods. “Yes, I should get going.” Putting his fork down, he apologizes properly for his sudden departure with a charming, “I'm so sorry to be rushing off in the middle of our meal, but I have a study group with Festus Creed and Hilarious Heavensbee that's due to start soon and I don't want to be late.”

“Oh, Coriolanus, don't you worry. You go on and tend to your studies.” Grandma'am said in a tone that showed she was proud of her grandson's studious nature. If only she knew the truth about his ‘study group'.

“Don't stay out too late studying, Coriolanus.” Crassus told his son as the younger blonde stood from the table. It was evident in the stern, deep tone of his voice that Crassus' remark had a double meaning to it.

Coriolanus clearly picked up on the double edged sword that was his father's words. So much so, that he just nodded as scurried off. Secretly, Coriolanus feared that his father had figured out that he was hanging out at the club; would tell you about it. That's the last thing he wants you to know. It's bad enough that you accidentally stumbled upon him and Livia on a coffee date, but if you found out about his clubbing…well…

Coriolanus fears that he won't be able to successfully lie his way out of that. No, not with you acting all out of sorts lately.

But does that slight fear stop him from taking off to meet up with Festus and Hilarious? No, no it doesn't.

While Coriolanus was living it up at the club with his friends, Festus and Hilarious, you were at home spending a quiet evening with Grandma'am, Crassus, and Cassian. You played a couple hands of gin rummy with Grandma'am before going to the nursery to check on the baby. And once Grandma'am retired to bed, you spent some time with your husband.

It wasn't much, just watching some talent show on CapitolTV and then the news before heading to bed. The atmosphere was quiet, but heavy between you and Crassus as you got ready for bed. He didn't bring it up, knowing you'd probably wave off his inquiry, but it did bother him.

Crassus thought that he was making progress with you; that he was making you happy. But now…well…he's not sure anymore. You seem to be tense and weighed down by something. Something that wasn't bothering you before and he doesn't like it.

He walks out of the large walk-in closet, donning his navy silk pajamas, and makes his way to your shared bed. He gets into it only to wait for you to emerge from your side of the closet. And when you do walk out of it, Crassus can't help, but to notice how motherhood has matured you- has given you softer curves and fuller breasts. He notices that, although you're so much younger then him, you have a womanly glow about you as your silky nightgown hugs your body in all the right places.

How has he never noticed this before? Was he truly so wrapped up in work, stuck in his own head, that he never noticed the beauty that you, his wife, truly is? Crassus prides himself on being a calculated and tactful man, but it seems when it comes to you he's anything but.

You don't notice your husband's icy blue eyes melting as they follow your every move while you cross the room, taking your silk robe that matches your nightgown to drape over your vanity bench- something you do every night in order to easily grab it whenever you need to leave the room to check on the baby, etc. But why would you notice the way Crassus is looking at you; that it's different then every other night? Softness isn't something that's easily found between you and your husband. The fact that he's starting to feel something for you doesn't register to you, but why would it? It's not like he's ever made any intentions of wanting more than a surface level marriage.

“Come to bed, Petal.” Crassus orders, folding over your side of the duvet for you.

Turning away from your vanity, you simply tell him, “I'll be right there, Crassus.”

Your husband watches you as you make your way over to bed. His eyes roam over your body as the bed dips slightly while you get into it. As he does every night, he gives you a lingering peck on the lips while saying, “Goodnight, Y/N.”

“Goodnight, Crassus.” You reply, as soon as the kiss ends, before laying down and pulling the duvet up around your shoulders.

You feel your husband settle next to you, only for him to switch off the lamp on his bedside table; engulfing the room in darkness. You stare at the wall in the dark, listening to your husband's breathing grow shallow as he falls asleep. Crassus is a light sleeper, but he usually falls asleep rather quickly.

You're secretly waiting for the sound of the front door opening paired with the faint echo of Coriolanus’ Florsheims clunking against the floor because you need to confront him about what you saw in the coffee shop this afternoon. You can't let it go. You need to tell him how you feel. You need…closure.

You're not sure how long you've been staring at the wall in the dark for whenever you finally hear Coryo get in. Your breath hitches and your heart seizes tightly in your chest. It's finally time to confront your stepson.

You gingerly pull aside your blanket and slowly rise from the bed, careful not to wake your husband. You look over your shoulder, seeing that Crassus is still asleep, before rushing to grab your rob from your vanity bench. Quickly, you toss it on and leave your master bedroom.

Your bare feet patter against the marble floor as you make your way down the hallway towards Coriolanus' room. When you reach it, you don't even knock- just open the door and walk right in.

You're met with the sight of a disheveled Coriolanus. His button up shirt's a bit wrinkled, fly of his pants is undone, his pale skin’s flushed, platinum blonde curls are messy, and his baby blues slightly glassy. Clearly, he wasn't out studying. The faint smell of liquor, posca to be precise, emitting from his pores is proof that he was out at the club with Festus and Hilarious instead of at a study group with the boys.

Seeing you standing before him in his room in your robe and nightgown brings a cocky, lustful grin to his face. Coriolanus feels like the cat that got the cream, seeing you enter his room right after he got home proves to him that you've been up all night waiting for him. That you still want him; need him.

But Coriolanus is wrong about that. So very very wrong.

You keep a considerable distance between you and the younger Snow while announcing, “We need to talk, Coriolanus.”

“Oh, mommy, we both know you didn't come here just to ‘talk’.” Coriolanus coos, moving to close the distance between you.

You back away from him before his outstretched hand can touch you, causing a frown to form on his face. But before he can ask what's wrong, you bombard him with the reason why you came. The million dollar question of, “How long have you been cheating on me with Livia Cardew for, Coriolanus?”

Coriolanus blanched, as if you just threw a pot of boiling hot water in his face. How dare you ask him that? He's declared his love for you, hasn't he? Cemented it by giving you his child, right? So, shouldn't you be lovingly opening your arms for him; taking care of his needs? You shouldn't be asking him about Livia Cardew, it's not your place to ask.

Oh, and he's going to let you know that too.

Coriolanus’ brows furrow deeply as he sharply tells you, “Don't worry about Livia Cardew, she's nothing to you, mommy.”

“I'm not stupid, Coriolanus. I have eyeballs, I saw you two pawing all over each other at Sweet Brew.”

“We weren't pawing all over each other, we were studying for a class.”

“Oh, so is that what you call your dates and outings these days? Studying?” You sarcastically asked him. Shaking your head, you scoff, “I heard what you said to her, Coriolanus. You called her ‘my darling’.”

“Y/N, I think you're overreacting-” Coriolanus began to say, only for you to cut him off with a frantic, “I'm not overreacting. You're cheating on me and I'm done.”, while angrily waving your hands in the air.

A scowl crossed the blonde's face. “What do you mean you're done?”

Did he really just ask you that?

Folding your arms over your chest, you give him the answer of, “You're cheating on me with that bitch, Livia, so we're over.”

“Livia means nothing to me, but you do, mommy. We can't be over.”

“We're over and done, Coriolanus.”

“And what? You think my father suddenly cares about you-” Flinging his arm in the general direction of the nursery, Coriolanus barks, “about Cassian?” His cerulean eyes turned into dark soulless stones as he snarled, “My father will never care about, let alone love you and the baby. He's just bored; amusing himself by toying with you. But he'll grow tired of it; go back to ignoring you.” His lush lips curled up cruelly as he added in, “And he'll do it to our son too.”

Coriolanus' words cut deep. They also wound your already fragile soul. But if that wasn't enough, the final blow to your shattered heart was when he told you in a sickeningly sweet, syrupy tone, “When my father tosses you aside like trash you'll be crawling back to me on your knees, begging me for a crumb of attention.” His face, once so angelic, morphs into an unreadable mask as he taunts, “But I don't know if I'll take pity on you, the mother of my child: my son, when that day comes.” A dark chuckle sounds deep in the back of his throat. “You say you're done with me because of what you think you saw between Livia Cardew and I, so I'm not sure if I'll be able to be a fool in love for you once again when the time comes that you realize your mistake in choosing my father over me.”

Hot, salty tears are rolling down your cheeks profusely. His cruel words has you crying so badly that your vision's blurry. How can Coriolanus claim to love you, but turn around and act like this? Say such hurtful things?

“Stop crying, Y/N.” Coriolanus snaps out in frustration. “All you ever do anymore is cry. I'm quite sick of it.”

Hastily wiping your tears away with your hands, you tell him, “I'm sorry you're sick of my crying, but I can't help it.” You feel as if you need to leave, as if you'll suffocate if you stay in the room with him any longer. Taking a few calming breaths, you say, “I'm done, Coriolanus. I hope you treat Livia better than me.”, before rushing out of the room.

You're lucky that the argument between you and Coriolanus didn't echo throughout the hallway, waking Crassus and Cassian- who are both light sleepers. But, when you return to your master bedroom and get back into bed, your movements stir your husband. He groggily asks about the baby and you assure him that everything’s fine; to go back to sleep.

But everything's not fine. No, right now you're suffering from a broken heart. First love and first heartbreaks sure do have a way of draining the life out of somebody's soul, that's for sure.

Your husband doesn't need to know that though. The less Crassus knows of your shame the better.

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[primalshane]

PLEASE CAN I HAVE AN ALEXIOS X READER FANFIC THAT DOESNT HAVE ANON AS A WOMAN.

I AM BEGGING YOU FANFIC WRITERS

[visionsofmagic]

currently writing/writing status [because of having so many writing prompt under my hand thanks to your beautiful requests!]

in writing process:

| gow: 4 & ragnarok [spoiler!]

heimdall x reader - one in nine realms [chapter 5] DONE

freya x f!reader [in which y/n is one who killed baldur, freya wants to forgive her but the rage she feel inside makes it impossible] - request DONE

mimir x granddaughter!reader & maybe kratos x mimir’s granddaughter!reader [in which mimir find his granddaughter after a long time] - request

| dc

bruce wayne x reader [part 2 of differences]

. . .

planned and ready to begin [will begin soon]:

| the boys

desired supe [new chapter]

homelander x daughter!reader & a little of butcher and his mischiefs [in which homelander has a daughter who literally worship him but soon enough become someone who wants to take her revenge. billy is there to help or make things worse] - request

homelander x reader [in which y/n and homelander has a toxic relationship but being a fool in love with homelander, y/n saves his life in cost of hers. she dies in his arms] - request

. . .

in mind:  

morpheus x reader [a request, angst to happy ending]

morpheus x reader [a request from ao3, friends to lovers]  

alexios x reader [ac odyssey, deimos!alexios too]

wanda maximoff x reader x scarlet witch [angst to fluff, little mature scenes]

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[reddeaddamnation]

Hello! Your blog is great and I love it! But if I could ask, do you take AC yandere requests? If not, that's ok! If yes, can I have some headcannons for the assasin's?

Basim: Would act like he is chill at first and let you do whatever you want until you get comfortable. Then he would pout and nag you when you want to go without him or talk to someone until you give up doing something without him at all.

Yandere meter: 7/10

Eivor: Is not subtle at all. Demands you go with him everywhere otherwise there would be problems. If you refuse, he would just pick you up and take you anyways. Even if you don't talk or do anything together, he still wants you around him because he wants to know where you are.

Yandere meter: 8/10

Alexios: I imagine he is kind of the person who would kill anyone you go in contact with, watching closely,his rage slowly building up until ge goes in a fit and after he comes down from the rage he would act like nothing happened.

Yandere meter: 10/10

Bayek: In no world can I imagine Bayek being a yandere. He is just too sweet.

Yandere meter: 0/10

Altair: He would secretly watch you from far away and keep track of who you're speaking to. Women are safe but any man you speak to, even if it's he is asking for directions, he would be assasdinated shortly after. Altair would act innocent in front of you

Yandere meter: 9/10 (a hidden threat)

Ezio: He wouldn't necessarily kill for you, but would threaten and beat anyone who looks at you even in front of you and if you get angry he would use the puppy dog eyes to make you forgive him.

Yandere meter: 6/10

Connor: Would go into a rage at the thought of you leaving him. Even if you do some day, he will hunt you down to the ends of the world and bring you back.

Yandere meter: 9/10

Haytham: Would prolly just lock you in his basement and tell everyone you died tragically.

Yandere meter: 10/10

Edward: Would keep you on his ship at all times. No leaving without him. No leaving at all actually. He will bring you whatever you need but the whole time you will stay locked in his cabin with people guarding the door so you don't escape

Yandere meter: 10/10

Arno: After Elise left him, his abandonment issues skyrocketed and he will do everything to keep you. He is livid. Would be alright with becoming your slave even. Bringing you everything you want or don't want, be attached to you 24/7, insecure af and scared of doing mistakes for which he will always apologize and cry. Absolutely obsessed. Meanwhile he will be hunting down everyone you know.

Yandere meter: 10/10

Jacob: Is the type to say "Look who I ran into today" with an evil grin and throw the head of your high school crush or colleague at your feet.

Yandere meter: 10/10

[demigoddessqueens]

I forgot Alexios!! 😅

Baths with him would be long, intimate, full of sneaky sudsy kisses and touches and an adamant refusal that you leave his warm arms

bubbles with babe

A/N - based off a previous two scenarios here

I tried getting as many as I could or however many the tags would let me 😅

Summary: bath and relaxing headcanons 🥰

Altair - he insists you always bathe with him, washing your hair calms him down

Elise - wants to spoil and lavish you entirely, loves massages too

Desmond - a whole cutie pie who refuses to leave the tub and just loves a few sudsy cuddles

Bayek - presses tiny kisses into your shoulder as he weaves his fingers through your hair

Ezio - oh he’s shameless in spoiling you with all the bubbles!

Evie - a “guilty pleasure” she feels no guilt in because spending time with you is always a pleasure

Edward - cheeky in spending more time in the tub with you than getting anything done

Malik - he won’t admit it but he does enjoy how your spoil him and remind him to take breaks

Jacob - sure he MAY spoil you but he’s also so needy with your time and likes when you suds him up as well

Maria 🗡️- a reminder that she needs to take time for herself, particularly likes shoulder massages

Aya - jasmine and other floral scents fill the tub as you laugh and reconvene with each other

Haytham - he’s one relaxing session away from collapsing into your arms and the suds, loves a good scalp massage

Shay - likes when you wash his hair and offers to wash yours as well

Yusuf - you can’t leave yet unless he says so, just be prepared for bubbly cuddles and some face masks

Aveline - she likes a hot stone massage and maybe some lavender oil for a bath

Ziio - the temple run when you wash her hair is the most relaxing

Eivor - a bit of a spa day get away and tons of steam rooms that leave you both refreshed

Connor/Ratonhnhake:ton - he loves how you just melt into his touches and when you rub his back as well

Arno - a lil romantic who draws all the bubbles and oils for hours of relaxation

Henry/Jayadeep - he’s a sweetie who gushes about anything with you, neck and back rubs are a must

Kassandra - spa days are a must for you and her

Bonus

Shaun Hastings is a man of business who sometimes forgets to relax so relaxing baths are way of reminding him he deserves TLC

[rea-grimm]

Weapon Bayek, Alexios, Eivor

Bayek - Chopes

Together with Bayek you followed Templar to the arena. To get closer to him, you entered the tournaments. Truthfully, you didn't really want to do it, but Bayek convinced you that it was the right thing to do. 

Bayek was your real weapon. Before the fight, you checked your pads while you examined the tattoo, the mark on your wrist. 

It was an eagle-headed chopesh on a part of the blade decorated with hyreoglyphs. The hilt of the sword was bound in a way that reminded you of Bayek's clothes. 

Asasin promised you everything would be alright and kissed you in encouragement. He knew you would make it. 

You had to survive five fights in the arena to get to the Temolar, who was in the last one. All in all, you and Bayek did well and managed to defeat a few enemies without a fight, when you pushed them into the traps that were set in the arena. 

In the last round you had a Templar waiting for you, to which you discovered that it had sold out as a weapon and become a demon. It was a really tough fight, and at one point you were even worried if you were going to make it at all. 

Eventually though, with the help of an asasin, you managed to create a special attack that you used to defeat the Templar. Bayek then ate his soul. He said he didn't like doing it, that these souls were disgusting, but again, he did it so that they wouldn't appear on earth among the living. 

After all that, Bayek took you to the edge of town to thank you for the way you fought today. You sat in the grass under the palm trees, fresh fruit on a cloth beside you, and watched the sunset together. 

Gradually, you would sit closer. You'd lay your head on his shoulder and he'd kiss you on the lips. 

Alexios - Tip of the spear

You were locked up in the prison of Cosmos. You were forced there because of the mark of the weapon on your wrist. The broken spear that you were carrying. But you didn't tell them anything because you hadn't found your weapon yet. 

You heard screams and alarms from all over. The one who caused it was a mythios named Alexios who freed you and who wanted to know why you were being held there. After all, they wouldn't do that without a reason. 

You told him you were being held there because of a weapon you didn't have. Alexios took you in his arms, since you were weak from the torture, and made his escape with you. 

Cosmos was ready for you and prevented you from escaping. You were trapped. Alexios, however, had such an inkling of his master. You didn't want to fight, but you had no choice at the moment. 

Alexios turned into a weapon and you grabbed him. The weapon began to glow and golden threads appeared around you, creating a perfectly fitting suit of armor. In your mind you could hear Alexios giving you advice on fighting, but you felt so connected to him that you didn't even need the advice. Eventually you got out of there unharmed. 

When you got to safety, Alexios decided to keep you as his master. He made it far on his own, but with your help, he was able to defeat his sister, whom he held in his spare cosmos. 

You were hesitant. You were glad you found your weapon, but you didn't know if his lifestyle was for you. Alexios took your hand surprisingly gently, the tattoo on it proving that you belonged together. 

It was the end of a spear, with a damascus blade that was speckled with gold, forming the head of an eagle. The hilt was wrapped in red cloth, and the ends of it were interwoven with gold. 

Alexios kissed your fingertips to show you that he wasn't just brute force, but could be gentle as well. 

Eivor - One-handed battle axe

Eivor's previous master was Haytham, but he was not his true master, and he would be returning to Syria shortly. 

Eivor was in a bad mood that day, as Haytham told me the news that he would be without a master very soon. By this time, you had joined the village. You were a new member of the village, a master without a weapon, who washed up on the shore of their settlement. 

You had no idea you were only left in the village because of the mark on your wrist. Even though everyone told you that you were an honorary member of the village, you felt like you were in a prison because you weren't allowed to leave or leave without supervision. 

You walked past the Viking and headed towards a less populated area of the village. You tried to give the impression that you were just out for a walk, but at the first opportunity you wanted to escape. 

You were on the edge of the village when Eivor grabbed your arm. You slipped away and grabbed him like a weapon. Unexpectedly, a protector appeared on your arm. But you didn't care. You stuck him in a tree and took off running.

You didn't get very far, though, because the Viking caught up with you and knocked you down. Now that he knew you were his true master, he wasn't going to let you go. He threw you over his shoulder and carried you back to the village. You were about to be promoted. Eivor moved you into his longhouse, and gradually the Viking grew on you.

Assassin's Creed Masterlist

[gaycragula]

The sun was warm against your skin, beating down on you and warming the water your feet sat in. You had just returned to the small building you and Alexios had decided to call home. He came through the door a few hours after, covered in blood.

You thought the worst had happened. He’d gotten injured, but no. A rogue band of bandits had decided to target the misthios. Needless to say, they met Hades today.

[lexisism]

🥰 😡 🌦️ ❤️ 💞 ☕️ & 🛌 w/ both verily & kavexis ^^

TY FOR ALL THE QUESTIOJS MI LOVE 🥰: How would someone who loved you portray you? 

— genshin : probably a tragic comfort character? ^^ a hopeless lonely romantic, ADHD representation and someone they can relate to in that aspect.

— star rail : tragic art piece full of references and appreciation. A good representation of how grief feels and looks like as well as well as mature.

😡: How would someone who hated you portray you? 

— genshin : annoying, loud, adhd toxic stereotypes tbh. Clingy and desperate too probably… Also probably poke fun at issues.

— star rail : childish, immature, hot-headed and narrow-minded. Annoying, rude, also fake asf 💀

🌦️: Would you be accompanied by mostly fluff or angst fanfics? Both? Explain why.

— genshin : hurt / comfort. I can’t lean on one because I’m definitely feeling both. though, since in general my genshin s/I is a reflection of my healing process, it would be a lot of hurt then being comforted. ( “just let her be happy!!” )

— star rail : oh for SURE angst! I mean alexios is canonically dead and most of their friendships to the audience seem one-sided. There’s a lot of angst you can do with both their relationships, thoughts of their death, how the death actually played out, aftermath. But I also think there’s some fluff stuff defying canon LMAO!! ( actor au )

❤️: How popular is you x your f/o? Are you a rarepair? 

— genshin : definitely assuming we are not already together, I think we’d be pretty popular? While definitely not above haikaveh, I’m really the only other Kaveh ship focused on? People live for parallels, and working through trauma we share is delicious ship content.

— star rail : rare pair! There’s a shit ton of reading between the lines, hidden analysis, and side stories to get content of it, alexios / veritas are not handfed to the audience so much! The avid lore readers are the main ones into it., also overshadowed by ratiorine .

Pain of self shipping with two of the most popular pairings (good thing I love both characters in these pairings) LMAO

💞: Aside from with your f/o, who else would you commonly be shipped with? Why? 

— genshin : there’s so many character options, thinking Childe just because we’re both from snezhnaya, and it could create a juicy plot, or alhaitham cuz of the brain x heart stuff. Expanding on alhaitham I think of being an extension to Haikaveh.

— star rail : sampo / sparkle for delicious masked fools x mourning actors crossover.. or aventurine (ratiorine extension?) because he’s the most outwardly close, and there’s a good parallel as well. (Trailblazer too cause’ they are also one of the only people to outwardly care)

☕️: What are the most common plots of shipping fics between you and your f/o?

— genshin : healing !! Over coming our shared trauma together and ridding the loneliness through each other. Also random domestic stuff, and creating a pattern, a life with one another

— star rail : between alexios and veritas specifically I think it’s grief, and how veritas handles the death. A very character study couple. Similarly I think there’s a lot of “what if” fanfics. 

🛌: What tropes show up in fics involving your ship? 

— genshin : hurt/comfort, dorks in love, love at first sight, pining, -au, old married couple, tooth rotting fluff

— star rail : hurt/no comfort, enemies to lovers, canon major character death, arranged marriage, unrequited love