#altair x reader ac

[recreationalfanfics]

Altaïr w floaties on trying to paddle out to go get his darling who's just laughing their ass off swimming around him

PLS, YOU SWIM CIRCLES AROUND THE MAN AND HE'S JUST LIKE: "WHY AM I OBSESSED WITH YOU AGAIN??"

[howtotrainabraincell]

Head Cannon bc I can - What kinds affectionate the different assassins would be - Part 1

Ezio Auditore da Firenze - The Lover of Love. Family man very affectionate/grew up in a loving closely knit family/family oriented/notices little things/sweetheart with a side of spice/he reminds me of the hot tamale candy lol spicy AND sweet at the same time bc he can be a cinnamon roll one second and then become the oven that you PUT the cinnamon roll IN. He seems like he would play the lute for you the few chords that he learned when he was younger that is, and he MIGHT sing but don't count on it haha. Man wrote some real nice letters when he was older so I bet he would try his hand at love letters no matter which Ezio you prefer, and they would be sweet. Loves to give hand kisses whether they be sweet or steamy. Often comes up behind you and wraps his arms around you in a hug, and imo LOVES it when you rake your fingers through his hair gently scratching his scalp. Would instantly be down bad for someone who cooks Italian food for him because it makes him feel loved and cared for.

Bayek of Siwa - The Kind Lover. Proud affection/"look at how awesome my partner is I worship the ground they walk on"/offers an arm for escort/is not afraid to hold your hand/great at letting people know where they stand and setting boundaries so no one will be confused about who he has feelings for. Very attentive and notices the little things/can kick ass and then some but is so gentle and sweet with the one he loves (no one touches a hair on their head or disturbs the air around them or so help him Anubis...) /great at communicating and is not afraid to talk about feelings. Have a feeling that he enjoys fresh baked bread and anything sweet he can get his hands on, and also loves to share them with his love. NO ONE can tell me that he doesn't take good care of the person he loves because man is a sweetheart protector and dang good provider. Forehead kisses are a big thing with him, where he gently cradles your head to do so, and lots of eye contact when he tells you that he loves you.

Edward Kenway - The Cheeky Pirate. sexual tension/handsy and cheeky but will stop if you're uncomfy/he knows when to behave/won't hesitate to smooch you to the ninth realm and back if someone looks at you like they want you/ have a feeling that he is BIG TIME into holding his partner in front of him at the wheel and steering the Jackdaw (letting them drive but not really)/spoils his loved one rotten any chance he gets (even if it is stolen lol)/will probably make you his co-co-captain alongside Adewale.

Ratonhnhake:ton/Connor Kenway- The Respectful Lover. Not really one for PDA but you'll know that you're loved by him/does gush about you to people from his tribe and everyone at the Homestead knows he's DOWN BAAADD (the tribe elders have predicted a wedding date lol bc they know that he'll marry you. Definitely teaches self-defense and fall in love 5,000 times harder if they made an attempt to learn Kanien'keha/if they love animals and nature, he again will worship the air they breathe. If you cook for him especially recipes from his tribe, he'll probably get emotional because they remind him of home, and he would be head over heels in love with someone who was open to learning about where he comes from and the ways of his people. If you defend him when someone is rude to him (despite being well able to defend himself as we all know) he will feel protected and loved, which he's rarely felt in his life since his mother.

Jacob Ethan Frye - The Sweetheart. Makes his partner feel valued ESPECIALLY as a woman because he's not a typical 19th century man who's all "women's place is in the home having babies and cooking and cleaning". He WILL LISTEN TO YOU and also put great faith in your opinion/cheeky and very flirtatious/can get flustered if partner matches his energy though lol/ something tells me this man LOVES and is WHIPPED for domesticity he's had a crazy, dangerous life with too many near death experiences to count at only 21 years old and while he would still be the chaotic cinnamon roll you fell in love with the Rooks and fight club and all he would love to come home to peace and calmness. If you cook/bake for him he will literally turn into a bottomless pit he LOVES IT though it will sometimes start sibling squabbles between him and his older sister because she loves your cooking too haha. Also teaches self-defense but will get flirty with you real quick so it's probably best to learn from Evie lol. VERY genuine and he means every loving word he says and every touch he gives. Protective of you and will throw hands if someone disrespects you. He also loves to make you laugh and tell.me.WHY I am so dang sure that he LOVES it when you play with his hair especially if you scratch your fingers lightly against his jaw and the scratchy whiskers he has there.

Desmond Miles - The Lonely One. Proud as well/total gentleman with sexy swagger lol/loves to take you out on his motorcycle/loves it when you come visit him at work because he'll be doing his job and look over to see you which makes him instantly happy/TOTALLY shows off his bartending skills and winks at you while doing it being a total flirt/ love language without a doubt is quality time and physical touch. Man is VERY affectionate imo because he's touched starved and most likely lonely (even with the Animus he still wants you because you comfort him). If you defend him from Shaun when he's being annoying or pushing him too much or clap back at the male half of his DNA, he will literally love you forever. Man is FERAL for a significant other that will defend him and care for him the way he wasn't all those years alone.

Altair Ibn La'Ahad - The Reserved Soldier...who's Smitten. Doesn't do PDA most that might happen is an arm offered for an escort or a hand on the waist to push you behind him/will kiss you on the cheek before he goes off on missions the same way he does the rest of the members of the Brotherhood (even if you're not part of it) while saying to you in Arabic "Safety and Peace my darling". Shows affection by smirking at you when you're flustered and acting as your intimidating AF bodyguard/in private tho...he's very amorous and loves having physical contact with his partner. Totally the type to lie there and rest with them or lazily kiss and hug. Not averse to showing that he loves you in public or declaring his love because he does love you very much, he just wants to protect your honor and avoid anyone (read: MALIK) heckling/harassing the both of you about being lovers. You are for his eyes and his eyes only whether it be hand holding, kissing, or various other things that he often thinks about...

Arno Victor Dorian - The Hopeless Romantic. Very affectionate also from being lonely and touch starved/not afraid to show his love for you in public. He DEFINITELY writes you love letters that are just - SIGH. He has a way with words and just pours everything into the letters he writes you, what he loves about you and why, how much you mean to him, how he would do anything for you. He's a hopeless romantic and when he falls in love he falls HARD and gives the one he loves everything (cue traumatic flashbacks of a certain ex-now deceased red haired lover of his). I think he would be SO in love with someone who noticed the little things about him and took care of those things. If he's sleep deprived? You let him sleep in and fix him breakfast in bed. If he's lonely while working? You sit with him wherever he is and read/ write/look out the window and watch Paris silently comforting him with just your presence. If he forgets to eat? You fixing him something delicious to eat and bringing it to him giving him a kiss and words of encouragement. Bringing him tea/water/coffee/hot chocolate while he's working. Would definitely spoil you with treats from the Cafe and if you work there, he'll drop by every so often to give you a sweet quick kiss. I think he would also show affection by helping you get ready in the morning and take this the way you wish...but he's really good with corset laces, buttons, and layers upon layers of fabric. He's thoughtful and sweet taking time to think about you (even though he barely thinks about himself). Will legit protect you with his life he refuses to lose you and will do anything to keep you safe. He loves to have slow relaxing days with you to have a moment away from his normally stressful life. You pulling him away from his work for distraction or holding him when the Council annoys him is always welcome. You will definitely know that he loves you with everything that he has.

[demigoddessqueens]

How would Altair, Shay, Basim and Arno react if their pregnant assassin/templar reader tries to go on a mission?

Ty 💕

You got it nonnie 😘😁

Masterlist 10

Altair

Will be VERY upset/annoyed because how could you be so reckless and careless!! He lost someone he thought he had a chance of life with, but now with you, it’s even more precious and hopeful for once and he’ll never stop fighting to protect that

Shay

His fiery temper will most likely rear its head because why would you think going on mission is a good idea ??

If this is during his Assassin-turned Templar arc, his frustration stems from wanting to protect you if others tried to use it as leverage against him

Basim

Sit back down, you are not going anywhere! Yes he knows you are more than capable of fending yourself and he trusts you, but Basim doesn’t trust others that easily, and he knows no mercy will be extended if someone hurt you or his unborn child

Arno

He will be very upset with you, considering all the loss he faced in life, like it would very much be a teary-eyed argument (on his end) with you both.

Once the dust settles and you two get a chance to talk, it’s more of addressing and soothing the fears Arno has from his life. He adores and loves you so much, and his heart couldn’t take it if you were gone.

[etherealsdreaming]

When They See Her Naked 💜

Altair Ibn La’Ahad

💜 It was another average day under the syrian heat of the sun to the kick of sand as you fought off your opponent. After a few hours you called it a day and headed to your bedroom, closing the door and pulling off the many layers of clothing to your person. Unknown to you, Altair laid on your bed, reading, then watching as you stripped in front of him. You sighed and turned around stopping in your tracks as he raised a handsomely dark brow at your reaction. Your body finally catching up with your mind you ran towards the window curtain covering your body and sending out demands of his reason for being here. He stood up, setting the book down on the bedside and said, “It’s nothing I haven’t seen…” He walked towards the door and stopped; looking over his shoulder he continued, “or to be embarrassed about…. You’re beautiful…” Leaving the room with a gentle closing of the door you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. You didn’t know if you were insulted or honored by his comment only that he sent a deep red blush that covered your body.

Ezio Auditore

💜 You arrived back at the base to report your findings. But when Ezio saw the amount of blood covering your clothes he rushed to check you. You assured him it was not your own, he sighed in relief and offered you his room to get cleaned up in. As you finished bathing, unknowingly Ezio set a new pair of clothes by the bed when he saw your beautiful naked body climbing out of the bath with water running down those long curvy legs. Before you could even notice his presence he hid behind the dressing screen. He couldn’t help but take a few glances, worried at first; that you may have lied because of your pride. He was relieved you were unharmed as the only sight he saw were the curves, soft creamy skin and the beautiful sized breasts your body possessed. And at the moment you turned away; he quietly snuck out to get some fresh air and imagine all the things he could do to please you.

Connor Kenway

💜 Joining Connor on a long journey; you both decided to find a place to camp out for the night. While he went out to gather firewood and set up camp; you left to the river close by to wash off all the dirt and blood from your earlier encounter with red coats. Then you heard a movement in the bushes, scaring you you let out a scream. When Connor heard your scream he dropped the pieces of wood and ran towards the river, looking around he stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of your bare naked body before him. When you turned around at the sound of shuffling feet, you attempted to cover yourself up. Both a blushing mess he turned away from you. “What happened?” “A-a animal in the bushes… It’s gone now, you can go…” He nodded and left silently. For the rest of the evening you both were put in awkward silence at the occurrence that happened earlier.

Arno Dorian

💜 Being best friends with Arno provided a sanctuary of safety. So when you got injured on a mission he immediately requested a doctor to the cafe and refused to leave your side till you were completely healed. He only left after you persuaded him to go on the mission the council was asking for. When he was finally gone on a mission you slowly got out of bed and attempted to start undressing for a bath. Unfortunately, he arrived home early and inquired your reason for walking about. You insisted your need for a bath and when it didn’t look like he’d win, he sighed and offered to help. Despite being close and him not knowing your feelings; it didn’t stop you from being self-conscious. But you appreciated when he tried not to stare and when he removed your clothes and helped you into the bath. Later he came back with fresh clothes and a towel. Drying your legs, he accidentally looked up when you spoke to him; leaving you only to embarrass yourself more and almost tripping when you attempted to grab the towel, he handed it to you and looked away blushing. “You’re beautiful…” in return you blushed and shyly replied, “Maybe I should finish this myself…” he nodded and walked out the door. It was something you both tried not to talk about afterwards.

[dazed-poltergeist]

Powers of Eden (I)

Associated fandoms: Assassin's Creed x The Umbrella Academy

Pairing: Altaïr Ibn La'ahad x Reader (Platonic), perhaps some Altaïr x Malik in later pieces

Warnings: One (1) spoiler for The Umbrella Academy

Summary: The reader, who is similar to the "The Umbrella Academy" character Five Hargreeves, attempts to travel back in time. While it succeeds, they travel a lot further back than what they would've liked..

Add. Notes: Allow me to give some background on Five, for those who haven't seen the show: The original Five Hargreeves comes from an adopted family of 9. The siblings' names are Luther, Diego, Allison, Klaus, Ben, and Viktor, and his "parents" are Reginald and Grace. Along with his siblings, Five has superpowers, which in his case are teleportation and time travel. He used to work for a timeline related commission as an assassin. In this story, the reader/Five has no affiliation with the said Commission.

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{ I've returned with a new piece! I'm pretty sure that I will write more parts for this, but I'm not sure how I should write a specific part related to languages without using Google Translate. So if any of you has advice related to that, I'd appreciate if you spare some for me. In any case, it looks like I managed to write something before St. Patrick's, so happy (still early) St. Patrick's Day! My so-called "spice" for this time is that I speak in English a lot more than in my mother tongue, which causes me to forget words in the latter language. }

-Eero, March 2023

Masterlist ✧⁠*⁠。

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When you were younger, you would practice teleporting –and on a few rare occasions, time travel– with Reginald's guidance, starting with a few small units at a time and then building up from that. On these very few occasions, he only allowed you practice time jumping to the future, and whenever you questioned him for that restriction, he would say things along the lines of "A wrong move down the line could change the whole world as we know it," "Time travel is far more complex than teleportation," and "You were not educated enough to understand time travel."

Even if what the older Hargreeves had explained to you these days was true or not, he wasn't just a prick, he was the whole cactus. Today felt like a good day to not listen to what he had told you, just to spite him. It wasn't like Reginald was going to stop you anyway; He was dead, "playing tennis with Hitler in hell," as Klaus said before his funeral.

You told Grace and Viktor about what you were going to do, even though they weren't going to know that when you meet them yesterday, the day you planned to jump back to. You strutted to the Umbrella Academy's courtyard, where after two attempts you successfully opened a way through time.

Except, when you stepped through the ripple of time and looked for signs that you actually time travelled instead of teleporting in an arduous manner, you realized that you weren't in the Academy's courtyard anymore.

You were standing on the roof of a small, sand-colored building. You could see a city around you, with a bunch of houses and towers in different shades of yellows and whites. You recognized a large building as you took in your surroundings; a blue and white temple with a gold dome acting as its roof. With the famous temple in mind, you easily concluded that you somehow ended up in Jerusalem.

Once you came out from your daze of admiring the landscape around you, you realized that a hooded man dressed in white was behind you, staring bullets into your head. You wanted to tell him about what happened to you, but given your location, you doubted that he would understand you.

The assumption ended up being correct, because he began speaking in an unrecognizable language. The only useful thing you could do in that situation was gesturing to him that you didn't understand him, which was exactly what you did. Some gears seemed to align for him, and as a response he took you by the arm and into the building below you.

The two of you landed on the floor of what seemed to be an outdoor living room. You couldn't really take in many details, since the strange man continued dragging you through the building. The room you stopped in had a collection of bookshelves, baskets, pots, and many other things, but what caught your eye was a one-armed man standing behind a table.

The cripple noticed you the moment you and the hooded stranger walked in, and began to question the latter about you. They talked for a short period of time, then the man behind the desk walked away from the table to you and the other strange man.

The two men turned to you, and tried to introduce themselves in the most simplest way they could to someone who didn't understand their language; they pointed at themselves and said their names. The now formerly hooded man introduced himself as Altaïr, and the other one with a dark robe over his similarity white outfit introduced himself as Malik. You told tell them your name in the same manner; you pointed at your torso and said "(Y/N)."

Altaïr looked at the other man and said something in his language, to which Malik chuckled and made another comment as a response.

("A name. That's a start.") ("What a funny name. You certainly weren't wrong about the 'odd person' part.")

The two began brainstorming on what they should do with you now; they couldn't let you leave the bureau, because you didn't understand their language, you likely had no idea what the surrounding world was like, and you looked like someone out of a bizarre story told by a drunk bard. All they could think of with the given circumstances was that they needed to take you in.

Malik went to one of the shelves in the room, and began looking for books that could possibly help with the language barrier. You joined him to look for documents with dates on them; you needed some year written on a recent paper, to get an idea of how far back in time you actually jumped.

Altaïr realized what you were doing, and found some excess paper to write down the year for you. You took the paper and thought that you wouldn't be surprised about the year, since their appearances seemed to give it away. Yet, you were very surprised, even for someone who just time travelled on purpose. You had jumped into the period of the Third Crusade.

You quickly recovered from the shock that came with that fact, and wrote down "2019" onto the other side of the paper Altaïr had given you. You gave the paper to him for both him and Malik to see. The two froze in place, and Altaïr dropped the piece of paper onto the ground. They turned to look at you again, and visibly wanted to ask multiple questions about the future from you; you could see the eagerness on their faces. Unfortunately, the language barrier was no help.

The presence of an inability to communicate with you made the two white-clothed men determined to try and teach you their language while you were under their wing.

For a change of scenery to let you process what happened, Altaïr took you back to the main area of the building, where he sat you down. He walked into a third room to get you some food, after Malik had left you two alone to find you some clothes that would help you blend in—to make it less obvious that you've come from 900 years into the future.

As Altaïr handed you some food, Malik came up to you two and placed a small stack of clothing next to your legs. He muttered something to Altaïr in their foreign tongue as he was walking back into what you concluded was probably his office.

("If they need help with the clothes, you can count me out.")

Since the building usually didn't have any visitors of your kind, majority of the spare clothes were related to what seemed to be their uniform. The clothes Malik had provided you included a pair of dark pants, some white robes similar to the ones Altaïr was wearing, and plain boots fit for running and climbing, along with a leather harness to keep the clothes in place. Those clothes obviously weren't what you were used to wearing, but they were relatively better than the ones you had on at the moment.

You left Altaïr alone into the main area to go change into the robes. Only after you had changed you realized that your clothes looked like a downgraded version of the two men's outfits. You concluded that the clothes they wore had different features based on ranks. You didn't even know what kind of organization they worked for or what their jobs were, so you couldn't put more thought into the conclusion that you had just made.

As you got back to Altaïr, you only then felt the exhaustion from the energy-consuming time jump kick in. Even if you would've had enough energy to try time-jumping again, you wouldn't have wanted to risk accidentally travelling into the Stone Age. The little "living room" seemed comfortable enough to be used as a bedroom, which was the reason why you lied down in the bundle of pillows that were sitting on the ground.

The white-clothed man briefly disappeared into another room and returned to get you a thin blanket. As you prepared to rest, Altaïr sat down to begin contemplating on the things he could try to do in order to help you adapt to a possible life in Jerusalem. Thanks to a sheer lack of ideas, he only thought of recruiting you as a novice for the Assassin Order.

Now that you had fallen asleep, Altaïr went to Malik to consult him on what they should do.The latter thought that recruiting you—a strange person who literally emerged out of nowhere and couldn't even speak their language–into the Order was an outrageous idea that should be out of question. The dark-coated man also added that they couldn't even take you to Masyaf to swear you in and train you there because of the language barrier. But even then, their morals told them that teaching you was the best they could do with the lifestyle they had.

The two decided to show you a little thing or two about being an assassin, without making you an official member, and see how it would go. Malik proposed that he would teach you their language whenever he could multitask, and Altaïr added that he could show you a move or few while he trained or when he brought you along for an info hunt. All they could do now was to wait for you to wake up and get ready for a bring-your-novice-to-work day with the two men.

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Personal pointers: A particular bureau for Assassins that Altaïr frequently visits in certain fanart is in Jerusalem, since Malik is the Rafiq there. Like majority of the buildings in that city, the hideout is in the color of sand and maybe a few specific spices.

[theburaeu]

“I have studied the ancient pagan faiths that came before this more recent obsession with a single, divine creator. They seem to have focused more on the fundamental forces at play in the world around us and less on arbitrary moral rules...

The sun rises in the morning and sets in the evening. The tides ebb and flow. Grass grows, withers, dies, and then in time, emerges from the ground once more. The air turns warm then cools and back again. Some hidden energy keeps us fitted to the ground and pulls us back when we attempt to leave it.

Each of these movements was represented before by a god or goddess. Each force given face, but recognized as something distinct and powerful. Which is not to say there were not connections between these forces - a pantheon of individual spirits - of rules. Invisible hands guiding the progress of the world around us.

And so here there was an attempt to categorize, study, explain, and understand the way things work - even if it was flawed. But no more. Now we are asked to succumb to a far more simplified explanation. How naive to believe there might be a single answer to every question. Every mystery. That there exists a lone divine light which rules over all. They say it is a light that brings truth and love. I say it is a light that blinds us - and forces us to stumble about in ignorance.

I long for the day when men turn away from invisible monsters and once more embrace a more rational view of the world. But these new religions are so convenient - and promise such terrible punishment should one reject them - I worry that fear shall keep us stuck to what is surely the greatest lie ever told.”

[teecupangel]

YOU

HI

okay, my brain just exploded with the idea of:

The Ancestor Assassins, the fellas right? Pick or choose, one or all of them, okay??

Now reincarnate them in the modern day, in DESMOND’s era

Have THEM go on an adventure as an outdated assassin in modern times, have THEM meet Desmond while they’re still young, have THEM hide the truth until Desmond has already been kidnapped and put through the animus

Maybe they don’t even meet Desmond until he’s a bartender and then hear about Desmond’s kidnapping and be on his team!!!

Or maybe they’ve known Desmond since the Farm and looked after baby Desmond while judging the whole system, not fully knowing his importance until later

Hell, they could reincarnate after the Solar Flare, but Desmond survived and retired to become a full-time bartender!! Now his bar is a modern assassin’s bureau!!!

(I love this idea and I do not see much of it, just saying)

(Ps. You could add romance, because I know you and your Altair x Desmond fics 👀👄👀, or just keep it platonic, whatever you want)

(More of a Deslex shipper myself, but I love those works anyway lmao)

I’m just going to self-promote my Project Eurydice series which does have the setup of Assassins in the past being reborn in the modern day. It has childhood friends to lovers AltDes, Altaïr screwing up the Desmond Saga’s modern-day setting and Ezio off doing his own thing and messing up the AC movie’s plot. Ratonhnhaké:ton’s version of events as AltDes’ adopted baby is also… sorta planned? I mean, there’s a vague plot and we’ll see if I have time to write it XD

Okay, since I already have a plot for an idea where they are reborn and ‘met’ Desmond when they were young (technically). How about we go for your “they’re reincarnated after the Solar Flare” idea and spice things up.

They were reborn after the Solar Flare and, to make things weird, they were all born on December 21, 2012, at exactly 00:07. The exact date and time that Desmond ‘died’.

So, in this setup, they would know something weird is going on. Maybe Abstergo would even realize it and start looking for people born at that exact date and time.

And, of course, to make this a bit more less obvious, they were born in the same country they were born before so their birth certificate would be a big red herring because they’re all born at the same time but they would only know that if they convert their birthdates and time to EST.

So, that sets us up for their ‘rebirth’.

The next stage would be the world they would be born in.

And this is where things get tricky because…

Well…

If they will all be reborn in 2012, that would mean they would still be ‘children’ by the time AC Valhalla hits.

But this does give us some leeway though.

So, as far as the world knows, Desmond died.

Abstergo even autopsied his body and they used it to make those games.

So…

Uh…

You guys wanna be reminded of something strange?

The pandemic hit the world last 2020 and Layla died in 2020.

This means that AC Valhalla’s modern day setting and Layla meeting the Reader and the two of them deciding to find other calculations all happened in 2020 (August, to be more accurate).

So…

In this setting, the pandemic is in full swing and these children (who are trying to learn the world they have been reborn in) get the same(ish) idea:

Ask their parent(s) to hire an online tutor so they won’t fall behind and they decide on history because, fuck it, that’s the most important subject as far as they know.

Enter a very inconspicuous online tutoring ad that their parent(s) tried out.

And that…

… is how they meet Desmond Hassan, full-time bartender who has a supposed degree in history and is doing this sidegig to keep up with the expenses during lockdown.

Unorganized Notes:

Okay, so I usually make Altaïr an orphan with Al Mualim being his foster grandfather but, for this one, let’s give Altaïr some happiness (and the additional ‘this is what could have been’ angst) and Umar and Maud raise him. (… maybe make Malik and Kadar his childhood friends this time around?)

Ezio is still part of a big family and he’s much more affectionate with them this time around.

Ratonhnhaké:ton is being raised by Kaniehtí:io with Haytham still having ties with the Templars but he doesn’t realize it because, to him, Haytham is just a COO of Abstergo.

I know we’re focusing on the ancestors and Edward technically counts but I want Edward to be a doting grandfather to Ratonhnhaké:ton who videocalls every week to ask how his favorite (“I’m your only grandchild, pappy.” “And that is why you’re my favorite.”) grandchild. He and Haytham have a strained relationship and I kinda like the idea that Edward isn’t an Assassin in this one but he’s sorta allied with them? It’s all hush-hush though but he’s the reason why Altaïr II can go wherever the hell they want. (Edward being the owner of a big shipping company would be fun).

Desmond takes the name Desmond Hassan because he’s not that creative and the mystery is: “Is he really Desmond?” “Is he Desmond and Layla fused?” “Or is he the Reader trying to mimic both Desmond Miles and Layla Hassan?”

Gonna be honest, I don’t really mind large age gaps in pairings and this includes the whole ‘they’re older than they are’ setup so I’m game for AltDes if you’d like. Their relationship can also totally be platonic (I can write platonic AltDes too! (waves hands at The The Second) and …………… technically the fics where Altaïr is just a Bleed like Falconry and The Helios Job? (total silence))

Anyway, if you want this to be Deslex (I’m going to assume that means ProtoCreed Alex x Desmond), the pandemic of AC lore can be a mutated version of Blacklight virus. Not as dangerous and less ‘icky’ than the original Blacklight virus but harder to spot and contain. The idea could be that the whole plot of Prototype happened in the background but it was contained and is ground zero of the pandemic with the public only knowing it as ‘ground zero’ then the mutated, still dangerous but at least you won’t turn into an icky monster, version spreads and that’s when the lockdowns happen.

Those with high Isu genes (like our reborn ancestors) are immune to it and that’s who Alex is looking for since… well… they may have a clue to how to stop the spread.

Alex ends up meeting Desmond because of his high Isu genes and…

Ends up using his apartment as a base of operation while he’s searching for answers and trying to fuck up Gentek-Abstergo’s plans to weaponize this version of the virus and also steal their data for a cure because they’re planning to use it as leverage to those in power and a way for the masses to think of them as ‘saviors’.

Of course, as with all my other ProtoCreed ideas, Blacklight virus is a genetically altered ‘virus’ that had been based on a failed Isu project led by Tinia.

If this is DesLex, the ancestors would be protective of Desmond and would think Alex is not good enough but Desmond seems happy so… okay. But they’ll be watching. If Alex fucks up, he’d have three Master Assassins hellbent on taking him down.

[kisstheassassins]

Hi! I would like to request the Assassins (Altair, Ezio, Connor, and Desmond) reacting to a s/o's singing, please! I love your work

Hope this was satisfactory my dear <3

Altair

Wasn’t expecting to hear you, as he’s never really had the chance to hear you sing

He stands on the opposite side of the wall so you can’t see him

Altair doesn’t realize until he moves that he’s smiling while listening to you

he is now leaning against the doorway, simply standing still and lovingly watching you while you’re in your own little world

“Don’t let me stop you love,” he’d say. “You sound wonderful.”

Ezio

his reading is cut short by the sound of your voice, and he immediately investigates

you’re singing to yourself in the mirror while you get ready, and you don’t see to notice him peek in the doorway

his chest feels warm, seeing how at home you are and comfortable enough to let yourself loose and sing in his presence

he doesn’t hear it often, so he tries to stay hidden a few moments before making an appearance

“Beautiful,” he says, “just as you are. Can you sing again? For me?”

Connor 

A trip back from Boston and Connor ties his horse to the stall to have it brushed. He didn’t expect to hear your sweet voice just in the stall next to him

Not too loud, not too low, but just audible enough to peak his curiosity. You must not have heard him, being in your own little world why you worked on your own horse

He’s the one that doesn’t disturb you, and instead leans again the wall and listens

He realizes he’s smiling to himself, and instead of making an appearance he simply walks off and continues his chores

when you meet up with him, he’ll casually mention it to you

“Perhaps you could perform again. You sounded so happy.”

Desmond

It’s kind of boring in the hideouts they’ve been in, not having access to most of the internet. Can’t exactly go on youtube or anything like that

so when Des hears you singing his face lights up and he runs to check it out

he’s like a child, smiling widely as he listens and even bobbing his head

you don’t even have to be good at singing - just hearing it lifts his spirits, knowing you’re having a good time 

when you see him, he’ll probably join in for a bit

“Better than the radio,” he’ll laugh

[lunavadash-creates]

Hiya! Could I ask for The Kenways ™ and Shay (and maybe Altair because he is your favourite?) bed headcanons - nsfw if it's okay with you?

NSFW? On this holy blog? With pleasure my dear Nonie Bwahahaha

Edward:

He is a fan of quickies

He goes down to business really quick

100% ass man

Favourite positions are: doggy style & reverse cowgirl

He loves to give you hints about what he wants by touching your butt in different ways. Sometimes he gives you a light spank, a pinch or if he’s in a mood for long, passionate sex, he grabs a handful of your ass and pulls you closer for a kiss

He always makes sure you are in the mood, if you say no, he may be a bit grumpy but will accept it with no other words

He likes to tease you, especially walk around you half-naked, as he knows how much you love all his tattoos

To be honest I see him with some average dick but it’s actually nice and curvy, perfect for hitting the g-spot

He isn’t a fan of toys; he believes that if a man can’t please his woman he is no man at all

He will eat you like a starving man

He can and will tie your hands. Not too tight though, because he likes when you free yourself and scratch his back during the act

He prefers when sex is rougher but he also can do vanilla

Haytham:

Well he is a one kinky bastard

He gives a good foreplay

He has a whole arsenal of toys and he won’t hesitate to use them on you

He loves to make you scream from pleasure and beg for release

He will pleasure you in ways you had no idea existed

Tying you to the bed, some spanking, nipple play, eating you out like his last meal - he’s in for all

When he’s exhausted, upset or generally irritated he wants to relieve his stress on you but he tries really hard to never cross the border you two set

Probably asks you to have a safe password so he knows when to stop

Fave position? You on your knees in between his legs

He likes to praise you like a good girl you are

He is so possessive but he won’t let it show. Instead, when you’re alone he will talk dirty to you until you get all wet and horny for him and then he will fuck you in every corer of fort arsenal

He has a fantasy of taking you in front of other templars

But he won't because then they would saw you in your most vulnerable state - on he is allowed to see you like that

Connor:

Okay he is vanilla

I can’t imagine him any other way I’m sorry ;;

Connor is all for consent

For him sex is something more than just a pleasure, it’s a moment when you become one when your souls connect and you can just drown in each other

He doesn’t have a favourite position but he wants to look at your face, straight into your times at all times

At first, he is a bit shy and afraid of hurting you because he is inexperienced. And if he is your first he will be extra careful

He is all for foreplay because he wants you to feel good at all times

Aftercare king. He will do everything for you, making sure you are well and nothing hurts you. And he will ask you like million times if he was good enough

He is quite focused and quiet during the act

He never asked you to take the initiative or pleasure him in different ways but if you decided to do so he would be so embarrassed

If you decided to suck him he would actually moan and groan but tried to cover his mouth because it’s so weird to make sounds like this but at the same time he is melting under your sensual touch

Toys, shaming, tying, swearing, spanking - all of those are a no-no for him

Shay:

He has so much experience

Like so many ladies from all around the world including nuns

Anyway, he knows what he wants, how to pleasure a woman and he knows his sexuality quite well. He is aware of what turns him on and off

He will encourage you to try new things whether it’s a new toy, position or any other thing

He is into sexy outfits which he can slowly take off you while admiring and praising your body

His favourite body part? Your breasts. Especially when he can move in between them or then they bounce while you ride him

Favourite position? Cowgirl

He will take care of you before and after the act, he is quite decent at it but tbh sometimes his foreplay is too quick and sometimes he is too tired after to move

He tends to fall asleep right after, especially if you make love in the late evening

He has a fantasy of taking you in front of the steering wheel of Morrigan

He is possessive. No one can touch you or look too long at you. He gets jealous and sometimes likes to remind you who do you belong to

To him obviously

He thought that he knows everything about sex but with you, he found out how much he still lacks

Altair:

For him, sex is the most physical aspect of love

He used to love and had sex before but after his beloved died he never shared a bed with anyone

With you it’s different. He tries his best and always put your pleasure as his top priority

He makes sure you are comfortable even if you are about to make love at the top of the tower in Jerusalem

He doesn’t have sex, he doesn’t fuck. He literally makes love because it means so much to him being loved and being able to love again

He will always worship you and your body

Always tells you how much he loves and adores you

Love language? Touch

He loves kissing you and keeping you close

If you are eager to explore kinks/toys he will do it with you but he won’t do anything hurting or degrading. He loves you too much to do such a thing to you

He will take care for you and even if he needs to go right after he will at least make sure you are alright

[myfandomprompts]

Altair Coworker AU

You are working in a business that got bought by MasyafCompagny and merged to it.

You are working in a business that got bought by MasyafCompagny and merged to it.

Now you are working under Al Mualim's directory and one of his most promising workers, Altaïr, is your manager.

When you arrive you find him arrogant, too serious, no social skills and so focused on work that if you do anyhting wrong it feels like you will be fired. Your life changed too much and you are adapting quite slowly.

Because of the merge some of your coworkers' spots are at risk, Al Mualim needs to let go some of them. However you are the first to suggests any plan you come up with to avoid ruining your coworkers' lives.

Altaïr is very impressed by your dedication. He bosses people around, he takes most of the important work to himself, but it's only a façade: he have to be deserving of Al Mualim's trust, so he keeps his head high.

Until the merge when you come in. He finds you are strong but thoughtful, you make hard choices but it always seems like the rights ones. For that, you often seek help from your coworkers, working as a team. He sees work differently because of you.

One day, after the compagny announces that one of the previous project your team has been working on is canceled, you confront Altaïr. It’s not because he is handsome, smart, has beautiful golden eyes and eyelashes, low intimidating smoothing voice and sharp jawline that you won’t tell him what's bothering you.

Altaïr takes what you are saying lightly at first, one because the cancelling is not his doing, second because you are beautiful when you're mad and his focus is elsewhere. But after a while Altaïr becomes comprehensive and sees what moves you: you have big heart. You are made for this job and he knows that you could thrive so much without Al Mualim's hold on you and your team.

Altaïr decides to help you on the low. He helps the team come up with ideas, he goes with you ask for funds raisings for whatever project you need, and is still managing to please Al Mualim at the same time.

After this you fall hard for Altaïr. You understand that he is hard working in a way that he can't dissapoint anyone, but is not as heartless as you thought. He is very nice with you and you seem to connect on so many levels that you never knew it would be possible to talk to someone that easily. But what you like the most is how eventhough he seems tough and standoffish, when he talks to you, you feel special.

Your feelings for each other happens faster that you both were prepared for, and you are at an impass because in the compagny, there is a strict no relationship between coworkers policy. You just cannot get fired, and Altaïr is watched very closely by Al Mualim.

Although some of your closest friends see it, you both don't confess to each other, building up this romantic and sexual tension whenever you are in the same room. You’re more scared for your position than him, and for a time you try to avoid his presence, butit turns out to be really difficult with him standing gorgeous in the office and invadind your senses.

The Compagny send you on a external project and both you and Altaïr, the team assets, must go to another city for negociating with the competition.

You both manage to stay distant and focused on your mission till the ride home. You are so happy with yourself for your success and happy for your team that Altaïr cannot stop from admiring you from gloating and makes him question all of his principles concerning youy and his respect for wortk ethic.

When you seem relax enough he admits that he likes you. He tells you that he knows how complicated both your predicaments are but that you both should not repress those feelings because he cannot stop thinking about you.

You are taken aback and you feel your last defenses drop. You tell him that these feeling are reciprocated but you are still hesitant about the no relationship policy. He understands for now and you manage to get back to the compagny.

The day after that you are taking a drink at the coffee machine when Altaïr comes in. The conversation from yesterday floats in your mind and you feel like you’re going to explode from tension. You just want to kiss him right here and now. However an other coworker comes him and stops you.

Altaïr is thinking about quitting his work if it means being with you, but because he does not want to rush you or burden you, he doesn’t act on it.

Although one day, you were both working late. You couldn’t/wouldn’t talk together since the ride because of how awkward it is, but you still really enjoy each other’s compagny.

When it’s time to go home, you bring him papers to acknowledge before going home, trying as usal to be as quick as possible. Altaïr, feeling like it’s the right moment and no one is around, takes this opportunity and kisses you.

This is the best kiss you ever had in your life, it seems right. You can’t wait to be with him.

Follows a secret relationship between you two, that you must hide from everyone at the office. He is very thourough about the secrecy, but he secretly like meeting you in a empty room to make out with you.

Truth be told, you like the exictment too of having to hide. You’re happy and he is the best man you ever met.

[recreationalfanfics]

Yandere Assassins + Their Darling Being Scared of Them (pt.1)

Summary: How do the assassins react when they find out that the object of their affection is absolutely terrified of them and just wants them to leave them alone? How would they try to fix it or do they see opportunity in their fear?

Altair Ibn-La'Ahad:

You are a plague on his sanity and the bane of his existence. If anything, he should be scared of you and this hold you have on him. His every being craves to be near you to the point he watches from afar as his arms desire to be wrapped around you, his thoughts imagine you in crowds and leave him with a dull pain when he sees you are nowhere to be found, and regardless of all that; his soul yearns for you and his heart aches when you flee from him. Because of how passionately he feels towards you that he becomes cold to you and honestly rather annoyed that you cause him to behave this sort of way. Therefore, you believe you have offended him and that every time you catch his eyes staring at you with such intensity, you feel unsafe because you think he's plotting your demise. Altair is a mix of resentment and frustration.

Resentment towards both you and himself. He resents the way you make him feel but he hates knowing that the very sight of him causes you to shrink and flee. He feels frustrated because he wants to convey that he has no intention of harming you, that it might be better for the both of you if you called him 'yours' and he call you 'his', but it only serves to confuse and unnerve you further which he understands. He wishes that he could just grab you and pull you into a passionate kiss that'll make you understand his frustration, desperation, and devotion. He won't because he is aware that it would upset you further but he wishes he could.

Instead, he tries to get you used to him, making earnest yet begrudging attempts to assure you that he does not wish to kill you in your sleep, but also becomes frustrated (mostly with himself) when it proves to be fruitless. Regardless, he will not give up because he is stubborn in his pursuit of you and it will only be a matter of time before you yield to him and his love.

Ezio Auditore:

It's certainly a surprise to him when he finds out that he intimidates you. He was so incredibly convinced that your shy glances and adorably nervous behavior around him were because you had a crush on him but rumors of his history with romance (if you could call it that) simply prevented you from taking the leap into his arms. Hence why he would try to get you alone and romance you but when his sister makes an off-handed remark about how creepy he is with you and he asks her to elaborate, his delusions are broken and he is absolutely baffled to hear that you, in fact, fear him. The next time he approaches you, he now sees the look you gave him that he mistook as 'shy affection' was actually blatant distress.

He feels bad for misreading you and is desperate to set this misunderstanding straight. So when he once again corners you, you expect him to be once again close for comfort and flirt with you but this time, he's incredibly respectful and very genuine. He feels embarrassed but when you become more relaxed the more he explains himself, he starts to feel better seeing you not so apprehensive around him. Then he finishes off by asking you what he can do to remedy this.

"Ezio, I really appreciate you recognizing my discomfort and apologizing, and I think the best way we can remedy this is if we simply just don't interact with each other."

"...Che??"

So it appears that a new misunderstanding has grown; you forgive him for intimidating you but you think the best solution is that he should leave you alone. Which very much conflicts with the goal of making you his spouse and spending every moment of his life admiring and adoring you. He smiles softly at you, knowing that trying to deny you after his apology would make it seem fake, but now it seems he must overcome another problem. But don't worry, Ezio won't give up until you realize you both are meant to be.

Ratonhnhaké:ton:

Ratonhnhaké:ton recognizes his feelings towards you are anything but normal and that he genuinely does not blame you for being intimidated by him but it does still hurt when he eavesdrops on you telling one of the women on the Homestead about how unsettling you find him. How his gaze always falls on you, how he seems to always hover around you whenever you need help, and that while you do appreciate it, it has happened way too often to be considered a coincidence. He's more surprised that the OTHERS don't really notice his behavior and stare at you as if you were the one with the unhealthy obsession.

To be fair, Ratonhnhaké:ton is the least threatening Yandere to his darling. Maybe he stalks but he is respectful and keeps his distance and he tries to be polite and treat his darling like he would anyone else, albeit a bit awkwardly, but he is aware of the darker side of his feelings and tries to resist them. However, at the end of the day, he is just a man in love and while it does have some twisted undertones, there is no denying that he is genuine in the pursuit of your affection and that he does want you to be happy.

In fact, YOU might end up being the one who feels bad because when Ratonhnhaké:ton apologizes for making you feel uncomfortable and promises to be more mindful in the future, you feel like you owe him an apology because of the puppy eyes he gives you. When it comes to Ratonhnhaké:ton and his feelings for you, it's mostly an internal struggle with himself and his unhealthy obsession, and you just so happen to be collateral damage in that battle.

Edward Kenway:

Also understands where you're coming from, he is not a good person and his obsession with you is incredibly unfortunate but unlike his grandson, he isn't nearly as noble trying to resist his urges. It's not that he doesn't care about you or your feelings, especially because he does yearn for you to love him unconditionally, but he is just so damn possessive over you and you're not even his lover. With all the fights he starts over you and how his yandere tendencies flare up when someone so much as says your name in a way he doesn't like, he is aware that he scares you. You never asked for this, he can tell in your eyes that you wish he would just disappear when you look at him, but he just can't resist you nor the way his heart aches to be with you.

Edward might also kinda take advantage of the fact you fear him by scaring you away from other people. When you push someone away for the first time, worried that Edward might do something to them, it's like a switch flicks in his brain. Again he won't hurt you but when he asks you who it was that you were talking to, you immediately plead with him and tell him not to do anything, and he can't help but soften because he knows you'll keep your word. Because you're a good person who cares about others and he'll softly caress your face before promising you that he won't do anything as long as you promise never to go near that person again. Not only that but when you start to touch him and be affectionate with him whenever he becomes upset to try and appease him; giving you the illusion that you have some sort of control over him when in reality; that is not the case.

Yes, he is weak for your touch and will allow himself to lavish in it as you timidly beg him not to hurt someone but that doesn't necessarily mean he'll do it, even when he "promises" it to you. Especially if that person hurt you or tried to 'steal' you away from him. Edward is painfully aware that you don't do this out of love but once he narrows down your options and isolates you for a while; maybe one day your fingers won't tremble as you run them through his hair and that he can kiss you without feeling your tears run down your cheek.

[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.

[demigoddessqueens]

I confess that I stalk your page daily, patiently awaiting your wonderful AC writing.

Can I please have some guilty pleasure headcanons for my favorite babies Connor, Arno, Basim and Altair?

aww anon 🙈 thank you so much! 💞😆

here on masterlist 9

A/n - they’re my faves too 👀

Altair

He absolutely does not feel guilty about anything especially if it’s spending time with you. Any of the other novices who demand your attention are met with a pointed stare as work can wait, but this is your time with him

Connor/Ratonhnhake:ton

Loves to just sleep-in with you. And it works out perfectly because good luck trying to get out of his tight, warm embrace when you’re snuggled so perfectly close to him

Arno

It may be a “guilty pleasure” for him, but on the other hand sometimes he feels guilty he’s taking up all your time. But you don’t mind it at all. Spending tons of time in the Cafe, or sneaking away (frequently) just to have time to each other

Basim

Absolutely has a penchant for casually touching you; be it a shoulder brush, interlinking your fingers with each other, hand on your waist or the small of your back, and almost always holding onto your hand for no reason

[etherealsdreaming]

Assassins First Meeting Their S/0 Through Other People 💚

Hello, sorry it's been a while since I've last done an Assassin's Creed headcanon. But now i'm back! For the past month and a half I've been writing and finishing more headcanons for you all! I'm excited to share these and have gotten a bit more confidant in writing Edward in a few of them. 😊❤️

Edward Kenway

💚 Mary Read was always the one who saw potential but struggled to have Edward quiet his ways. But when her assassin ally comes into the fold Edward is beseeched to have her stay. Even when he lost hope after many of his friends' deaths, it was she who stayed, gave him hope and showed him purpose. 

Altair Ibn La'Ahad

💚 Altair met her when he arrived at the bureau in Jerusalem. Talking to Malik about her recent success  on a mission; Malik didn’t appear surprised. He remembered hearing of her countless times in the letters Malik sent him. “Already? I only gave you that assignment a mere hour ago.” This intrigued Altair. “Unfortunately I don’t have anything else available for you, take this time to rest instead.” “Very well,” she said. Before she could walk away, Altair stepped in and asked if she wanted; he'd appreciate the company and help on his own mission. She seemed to light up almost until confusion set into her features. “Are you sure? I may just end up slowing you down, mentor.” “I am sure, Malik spoke many good things about you.” This was the start of a new forming friendship. And unknowingly the more missions and time spent together ended up with the both of you becoming fond of eachother in a romantic perspective. 

Ezio Auditore

💚 Lately Federico has been acting strange as of late. And after much prying he discovered Federico was in love but having a difficult time in getting to know her. Asking for Ezio’s help in the matter only complicated things when Ezio began to feel closer, from friendship to in love with this woman. And when others would dare harm her? He would defend her and in return received a kiss. Federico loved her but she ended up falling for him instead. 

Connor Kenway

💚 Connor was in Boston for some missions and decided to meet up with Faulkner at the Green Dragon Tavern. Upon entering Faulkner ushers him to a table in the corner. “Connor, I’d like you to meet the daughter of an old friend of mine. Her name is Y/N.” A woman with H/C sat at the table with some ale in her hand. She looked up at him and smiled. “Hello, Captain Kenway.” Ever since then she’s joined in on his sea voyages and eventually the rebirth of the colonial brotherhood. This led to more time together and an eventual romantic relationship. 

Arno Dorian

💚 She was a friend of Elise’s when she visited England once. Returning to help her on her journey she eventually met Arno. He was infatuated, finding you more calm and different from Elise’s temper. But it was when Elise died that she blamed Arno for every incident. But as time moved on so did your hearts. It took a while and a lot of pestering to realize both your feelings for eachother.

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Assassins Creed Confession List

A preference list! How exciting! So here’s just a few fun prompts of how it think some of the AC characters would confess to you! I hope none of them are too OOC, enjoy!

Altair- 

At first, he sort of just stands there staring down at you from under his hood, you can’t see his eyes but you feel them burning into you. Your face is still red hot from your impassioned confession and right now the only thing you wanted to do was curl up in a ball and pretend this never happened. Of course your mentor didn’t return your feelings, Altair was… Altair. He was practically untouchable and yet you stood your ground. What was the worst thing that could happen? You see his mouth curl in a sideways grin and your heart skips a beat. Slowly he lifts his hands up and removes his hood and you freeze. His amber eyes meet yours and in an instant, you feel arms circle your back and pull you flush to his chest. Warmth spreads across your neck, ears, and cheeks and soon his lips are against yours in a shocking yet powerful kiss. You lose all senses and melt into his arms but he ends the kiss short by leaning into your ear and chucking a soft “Novice.”

Ezio-

You weren’t going to lie, you probably could have confessed in a more relaxed fashion. Something about screaming ‘I love you’ on the top of a roof while in the middle of what was supposed to be a covert mission didn’t seem like the best idea. Ezio practically jumped out of his skin when you did but instead of scolding you for possibly ruining the mission he just looked at you with a lopsided grin and slightly pink cheeks. Your heart started to race as you stared at him in front of you, his smile, his perfect jawline, my god he really is perfect. He shook off his shock and reached out to hold your hands.

“I’m glad to hear that, I’m sure half the guards in the city are glad to hear it too,” 

He kissed you somewhat lightly at first which surprised you but it wasn’t long before he deepened the kiss and had your back against the wall. 

“Why don’t we try to keep quiet from now on, hm bella?’

Connor- 

To be honest he wasn’t even sure he said it. It just sort of happened. One moment he was critiquing you on your archery skills and the next he was holding you tightly and running a hand through your hair. His hand resting on the small of your back and your middles pressed together. You always knew Connor was a man of few words and you always liked him that way, he was much better at showing his feelings than talking about them. His hand cupped your cheek and you smiled and leaned forward before rising up on the tips of your toes and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. You caught him off guard and when you pulled away he just stared down at you with this lost look on his face. 

“So um… is it safe to say… that...  you and I…” He started, blushing and avoiding your gaze. 

“Yes, it is,” You giggled and wrapped your arms around his neck. 

“...good,” He smiled and went in for another kiss, this time with much more confidence. 

Edward- 

The pirate captain himself, the demon of the seven seas, the master assassin Edward Kenway himself just confessed to you… and he was drunk. He was lying on his back on the shore, shirtless and still wet from his impromptu swim and he had the biggest smile on his face. 

“You are just absolutely beautiful… everything about you… you are so wonderful.” He laughed deeply and shook his head in disbelief. 

“I’d wager you aren’t even human, you’re too perfect,” He laughed and looked over at you. 

You were sitting next to him smiling, trying not to take his drunken confession too seriously. 

He beckoned you over and you obliged, walking over and sitting next to him. 

“Are you a Siren?” he asked, reaching his hand up to twirl a lock of your hair. “Trying to lure me to death with your beauty?”

“What do you think?” You replied. 

“I think I love you,” He smiled and cupped your cheek sweetly. 

“I love you too, now come on, it’s bedtime.”

Arno- 

You knew Arno might not be over losing Elise and the last thing you wanted to do was ruin your relationship with your best friend. It was just so hard keeping it quiet. You were pacing around the upstairs of the cafe theatre, your steps heavy as you frantically racked your brain for any sort of action. You knew you couldn’t just let this sit, it wasn’t healthy but what else could you do? You didn’t notice through all of your pacing when Arno walked upstairs and leaned on the banister to stare at you. 

“You know I can think of a few better places to take a walk but I guess this way you won’t get rained on,” he smirked and pulled you from your trance. 

“Hah hah, very funny…” you sighed and looked away, bringing your hand to your temples to rub out what stress you could. 

In just a few steps he was behind you, arms around your waist and head atop yours, “What’s wrong ma cherie?” his voice rumbling in his chest turning your attention to his very close position. 

“It’s really nothing,” you sighed. 

“I wouldn’t say that. love is a very serious emotion.” 

Your eyes widened in shock as you flipped around to face him. 

“Oh was it a secret?” He chuckled, “Don’t worry darling, for the record I love you too,” He laughed before pecking you on the forehead and smirking down at your shocked expression. 

Jacob- 

For a gang leader and a master assassin, Jacob was absolutely terrified of you. You were everything to him and the idea of losing you was too much to think about even for a moment. The moments that you spent together were the most precious in his life even if it was just missions and the occasional meeting in the pub. What he would give just to see you smile or hear you laugh, to have your arms around him and your lips on his. It was the most difficult when you were together. You were talking to him about your day, your eyes rolling with every snide comment, your fingers twirling your hair gently and he was entirely enamored by every movement, every word that fell from your lips. 

“I love you,” he thought. Outloud. shit.

“Ah-” you stopped and blinked a few times before widening your eyes and meeting his gaze, your cheeks flushed bright red. “ Jesus Jacob maybe give me some warning next time!” you gasped and he stared blankly contemplating what was wrong with him. 

“I love you too…. Wanker,” You laughed and swatted him on the arm. 

Evie- 

Evie knows the importance of professionalism. That’s why even when you distracted her to no end she tried her best to keep a level head and carry on with the job. You, on the other hand, felt no shame in love, but you did feel shame in not having the right timing. You were in the middle of training, throwing knives and sword fighting when you and Evie were locked in a ferocious battle. Fists flew through the air as you swung for her face and she went low instead. Luckily you both blocked expertly but unluckily for her, you weren’t going to let her win this. You caught her fist and yanked her towards you, wrapping your arms around her waist and crashing your lips into hers. Her eyes widened but she allowed herself to give into the kiss quickly, kissing back happily. A few passion filled moments passed before her knee flew up and jammed itself into your stomach making you double over in pain. 

“Smart move, won’t work a second time though,” She smirked. 

Kassandra- 

Kassandra was no stranger to passion but you on the other hand were a novice to the world of love. Whereas on the battlefield you were a master, ducking and sweeping, hacking and stabbing, evading and confusing, you were all too clumsy when it came to your feelings. You were sitting together, sharpening your weapons when she caught you staring at her, watching her graceful hands pull her blade across the whetstone. 

“Something wrong friend?” She looked over slightly as she continued to sharpen. 

“With me? Absolutely not, is there something… wrong with… uh is there…. Are you wrong?” You stuttered frantically as you forced your attention away from her and continued to sharpen. 

She stared at you slightly with wide eyes until tilting her head slightly and putting her sword down. 

“Are you? Nervous around me?” A sparkle came to her eyes. 

“What!? Absolutely not, I would absolutely never uh no of course not, you’re just stunning and- well that’s not what I mean to say but you are! Don’t get me wrong you are! It’s just you’re…. Ok now I’m a little nervous….” you stammered putting your blade on the table and shifting uncomfortably. 

Kassandra laughed and stood up, walking over in front of you and forcing your gaze to meet hers. She lowered a hand and pushed your chin up slightly before lowering herself down and straddling your thighs. You felt your entire face go red as you felt her sit on you and as her face was so close. 

“I uh er… I ah” You started but she just laughed and lowered her face to meet yours, saying just before kissing you, “it’s ok, we don’t need words, just actions yes?”

Eivor- 

You were a seer in training in the settlement under the guidance of your aunt Valka and Eivor was your favorite subject to practice on, when he was here of course. His absence gave you plenty of time to long for him and ask the gods for your help. You were out in the garden, praying to Freyja to help you gain the confidence to confess to Eivor but little did you know he had chosen this moment to eavesdrop. 

“Please Freyja, I ask for your help” You sighed and you lay in the grass. “How am I supposed to tell Eivor I love him… What if he doesn’t feel the same?” You looked down in anguish. 

“You could always ask him,” A gruff voice spoke from behind you. 

You flipped around to see the man himself and instantly your face went red. 

“His reply might surprise you,” He laughed as he kneeled down in the grass and took your face in his large hands and pressed a gentle kiss upon your lips. 

You leaned into the kiss and felt your heart melt as he wrapped his arms around your waist to keep you propped up. 

“...so your answer?” You asked sheepishly. 

Eivor laughed and pressed a sweet kiss to your forehead. “I think Freyja has brought me to you, I love you very much,”

[elsdaydreams]

The Party

Altair x Gender-Neutral Reader

Warnings - Drinking

Word Count - 1515 words.

Description - Your coworker has finally convinced you go to a party, to enjoy your youth. While you're a little unsure at first, the host ensures it's not a complete waste of time.

Authors Notes - Part four of rewriting my old works. In the original piece, Altair was a major douchebag in a way that didn't make sense. And while older me agrees Altair definitely has douchebag vibes (especially when he's younger), I'd like to think that it's more of a dry, sarcastic sense of humor that people take the wrong way. I forget where I've mentioned this before, but I really see Altair as a intimate, private kind of guy. I think he'd take a long time getting to know you before making a romantic move. He takes things slow and steady, but if you're looking, you'll find hints of romantic interest. Didn't realize this a/n turned into a headcanon. Alright y'all, hope you enjoy this! Ella.

If you were being honest, an overcrowded party out of someone's basement wasn't really your scene. What was the most surprising, to you at least, was that it might be for someone else. After weeks of begging, your coworker, Leigh, had finally convinced you to have a night out on the town. Her argument? That you were only young once - and if you really didn't like it, she'd go home too.

And, while you had been a little nervous, it was easier with someone else by your side. She showed you the ropes with practiced ease, quickly finding the booze and mixing something for both of you. After downing a few sips, a warm buzz flowed through your body. It didn't take much to let you feel the effects, so you decided to take it slow. Side by side, the two of you chatted for a little bit, drinking till most of your cup was empty.

The environment was much different than you had imagined it. For some reason, you had equated a party with the club scene. Your eyes floated around the room, looking to see if you recognized anyone else. Unfortunately for you, you knew no one else there, but it was nice to pretend as if you were waiting for someone.

Across the room, you eyed a group of rowdy boys, all of them obviously familiar. You found your eyes falling to the only one who wasn't shouting. Awkwardly, he caught your gaze as if he'd had a sixth sense. You could only smile sheepishly in return.

"Not so bad," Leigh grinned, eyes twinkling in a prideful way. Unaware of the awkward eye contact, you brushed it away.

Mostly, she was excited to show you what she spent so much time talking about. For her, introducing you to what she considered an integral part of growing up, was just about the most exciting thing to happen this month.

With the smile still on your face, you turned back towards her. You narrowed your eyes, not necessarily wanting to give her the satisfaction.

"Yeah, we'll see about that," you offered, with maximum effort to maintain a nonchalance.

The fact that you really didn't know anyone became abundantly clear as more people came up, greeting Leigh. The girl next to you was a social butterfly, most people making their way over to say greet her, and then eventually, you'd get an introduction. Another girl, who introduced herself to you as Becca, lingered a lot closer to her, for a lot longer than most.

The two girls shared a rather flirty exchange, and you'd mentally dipped out about a minute and a half earlier. In a robotic motion, you'd brought the cup up to your lips, only then realizing that you'd had nothing left. About sick of the third-wheeling, you excused yourself to get a refill. Even still, you weren't sure either of them heard you over their lovesick glances.

Either way, you'd hear all about it tomorrow. Grabbing a half-empty bottle of vodka, you'd poured in only one shot into the cup. Filling the rest about halfway with a mixer, you thought that Leigh probably wasn't going to be headed home anytime soon. You were almost finished making your drink when an arm bumped into your own, eyes shooting up towards the offending person.

"Excuse me," he'd said, offering a smirk that was anything but apologetic.

You raised your eyebrows, a small smile lighting up your features, "right."

A moment of silence passed, you raised the cup to your lips and took a generous sip.

He leaned closer to you as the music began climbing in volume, "you're Leigh's friend, right?"

The night was slowly progressing, and the more alcohol people consumed, the louder everything became. Despite the noise, which you realized you hadn't minded all that much, all of your other senses were very much intact.

You nodded your head softly, and in exchange offered your name.

It took a moment before he repeated it, solid brown eyes meeting your own.

"Pretty," he murmured, only slightly turning his attention to pouring the alcohol into his cup. His eyes focused back onto you without enough time for you to wish away the warm blush coating your cheeks.

Shaking your head just slightly, you turned your eyes to the table again. Another firm swallow of your drink before you turned your attention back onto the mystery man that knew Leigh.

"What about you," you ventured, eyebrows cocked up, "you got a name?"

He'd set the bottle down again, picking up his own drink and taking a sip.

"Most people do," he deadpanned, fingers grabbing your elbow and pulling you gently to the side of the table. Now out of the way for those who wanted to drink more, he leaned close again, offering you a distinct whiff of cologne.

"Altair," he said, eyes focused on you again, a small smirk falling on his face.

You repeated it, just as he had for you. It rolled off your tongue a little oddly, more unfamiliar than anything. The two of you fell into a groove of conversation, starting off with small talk and moving into something a little friendlier.

The night wore on, and the proximity to the drink table had you far tipsier than you intended to be. You'd decided that you didn't hate the feeling, nor the company that you were indulging yourself in.

You weren't sure when, though you were positive it was somewhere between the what do you do for work conversation and the what do you do for fun conversation, but the two of you were much closer than before. Absent-mindedly, your hand placed itself on his arm, eyes twinkling as you looked up at him.

"It's hot in here," you stated, overwhelmed by both the alcohol coursing your veins and the proximity to him.

Without missing a beat, he scoffed, nose close to yours, lips only a millimeter away. Suddenly, all too soon, he'd pulled away, your hand falling into his. Altair began walking through the small crowd.

Across the room, Leigh's eyes found you. It seemed she'd finally noticed you'd vanished. You'd have to be blind to notice the sheer delight that was written on her face, and you'd known at that moment you were going to hear about this later.

At the backdoor of the basement was a sliding glass door, which he opened with ease. Like a lost puppy, you'd followed him outside. Mimicking his natural nature, your eyes adjusted to the backyard.

There were only a few lights, the small outdoor space dimly lit. You turned your head, taking in the quiet space, where only a few stragglers outside of yourselves remained.

"Better," he asked, a hand tucked into the pocket of his jeans.

You nodded, grateful for the reprieve but missing the closeness you'd had inside, "yeah, thank you."

He shrugged, sitting in a lawn chair not far away, "what can I say, I'm a problem solver."

Nearby was another lawn chair that you weren't quite sure you should sit in. There was a hammock, strung between two trees and directly across from him. Torn between your options, you ambled between the two.

"Showing off then," you laughed, opting in favor of the hammock. Slowly, and as gracefully as possible, you sat in it, feet still on the floor to swing yourself.

Your eyes met again, and involuntarily, you felt your cheeks warm. Still swinging, you watched as his hand went to his chin, fingers gently gliding across it thoughtfully.

"For you? Definitely," he said, earning a hard swallow from you.

It was quiet for a moment, the shared eye contact being the loudest sound you'd ever heard. Your feet stopped swinging on their own, not that you'd noticed it yet.

Just as the two of you were about to speak, his friend you'd seen earlier popped their head out of the door. Notifying Altair that some folks were leaving, he acknowledged them and began to stand.

You checked your phone, noting the time. It was later than you'd thought it was, and if people were beginning to leave, you figured you should head out too. Once his friend, whose name you didn't know disappeared, you'd followed Altair's lead.

"I should probably head out too," you said, your voice sounding as if you should be doing the opposite. "Thanks, for tonight."

Peering down at you, he nodded, "I'm throwing another party, next weekend."

You laughed, your body still swaying just slightly, "right."

"You gonna be there," he asked, eyes showing the slightest bit of hope.

"Oh you know, maybe," you teased, "if I have nothing better to do."

Altair laughed loudly, looking at you with a fondness you weren't quite sure what to do with.

"Good, I'll see you then."

At the end of the night, you walked away with his number saved in your phone - the promise of another night like this in the not-so-distant future. You weren't sure how you got swindled into that one, but the thought made you warm.

There was something about the stoic, dry nature he'd had - so unlike anyone you'd ever met. You couldn't help but wonder if that would be a good or bad thing, but it was something you wouldn't mind finding out.

Later, while you were laying in bed, a message from Leigh popped up, obviously delighted with how the night went, both for herself and you.

The text blinked up at you, "not so bad, right?"

You bit back a smile that she couldn't see regardless. Typing and deleting your response, until you decided you could admit defeat.

"Yeah, not so bad."