#assassins creed headcanon

[fandom-smutty-shots]

The assassins kissing their s/o for the first time

Request

Masterlist

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Characters: Altaïr, Ezio, Edward, Arno, Jacob, Evie, and Basim

Warnings: Maybe a little suggestive content?

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Altaïr Ibn-LaʼAhad

Altair would be so shy.

I mean, he knows what he's doing, of course, he's been married before, but that was why he was so afraid to show you he cared.

He would put his finger under your chin and lean in carefully, giving you a gentle but dazing kiss before letting you go with a goodnight.

You both couldn't wait to do that again.

Ezio Auditore da Firenze

He'd be teasing you first. He'd have his arm against the wall with you backed up, leaning down on you with that smug smile.

He'd whisper Italian in your ear, his hot breath sending tingles down your spine before he moved, painfully slowly, to your lips, hovering over you as you looked into his eyes with desperation.

Finally, he'd tug you in, one hand in your hair and the other on your waist as he crashed into you, moving so fast your head spun.

You were breathless by the time he pulled away, your gasps filling the otherwise silent air.

"You think I'm good at kissing, mi amore? I have so many other things to teach you."

Edward Kenway

Man, Edward would sweep you off your feet with your first date and kiss.

You would be so in love so fast you won't know what hit you. He would kiss you so passionately, pushing you up against something and cupping both sides of your face while your hands roamed his back.

It would last minutes before he finally broke it off, stepping away with his final words.

"You look beautiful tonight, (Y/n). Just in case you I didn't make that clear."

He had made it pretty clear.

Arno Dorian

He'd take you out for a nice dinner before walking you home, holding your arm as he escorted you

He'd give you a gentle goodnight kiss, just a simple peck to remember him.

And a promise to be back to take you out again.

Jacob Frye

Your date had been... interesting at best. The food was bland, the drinks were watery, and the conversation was forced.

You didn't know what had gone wrong. You had great chemistry when you first met, but the dinner had just been... awkward.

Just as you were ready for a hole in the ground to open up and swallow you, Jacob stopped in his tracks and turned to face you.

He leaned in and gently pressed his lips to yours, moving slowly and confidently as your eyes fluttered closed and you eased into his arms. It lasted minutes, just the two of you in your own world away from everyone else.

It was perfect.

Evie Frye

She'd take you out for a day around town, chatting you up and showing you a good time.

Finally, she'd sit you down, lean in slowly, and hold the back of your head before devouring you. She'd kiss you hard and deep, filling you with every bit of want she had for you.

Basim Ibn Ishaq

Basim had been injured, and you had been watching over him for the days he had been healing.

He was finally moving around, although slowly, and you were pretty sure he was still in pain.

But that didn't stop him from placing the ghost of a kiss on your lips as you helped to tuck him in one night, his lips barely tracing over yours as he thanked you, in his own, sweet way.

You hoped he'd thank you again.

[fanfenomenon]

modern au shay owns a big bike instead of a brig which he affectionately calls the ‘morrigan’ 🙏

[jacobfryes-hoe]

How the assassins relax and wind down.

Altair

Altair would go somewhere quiet to escape everything and just sit there thinking about whatever.

enjoys nature and finds it calming and so would usually go somewhere into the wild to be on his own.

Arno

Arno is known to reach for a bottle of wine when he needs things to calm down and would most likely go to any place that serves wine or grab one from the cellar and go to either his bedroom or library/study.

whilst drinking would probably look at old meaningful items that he's retrieved throughout his life to think back and smile at memories or would find himself with his head in a book to escape his reality.

Ezio

Ezio would either surround himself with loved ones or divulge in a lot of self-care.

taking a nice bath with a glass of wine, basically giving himself the most romantic evening and then going starfish in bed and proceeding to sleep for a long time.

Edward

Edward the same like Arno finds his way to the bottle when down, but just his bottle is full of rum and not wine and would find his way to the nearest brothel, or would find his way to the ocean/sea just enjoying the breeze and smell of the salt in the air by himself - by either the shore or taking a long ride on the jackdaw going whichever way feels best to him in the moment.

Jacob

Jacob usually would go to the fight club, have a drink and smash a few heads in but if too tired for that would sit by the fire having a beer sitting in silence till he feels tired enough and would sleep off whatever he was feeling.

[unpersoniverse]

Skén:nen sá:sewh

as promised, here's Precious boy™ getting kissed by Precious wife™ because he deserves all the love in the world :cc

translation: Get home safe

[marf244]

I love seeing how many different headcanons people have for Desmond but in my mind he's just average. He's just a guy. No special traits before the animus, just a guy who knows weird shit. He climbs better than your average person but not impresively so. He knows some wilderness survival techniques but nothing that would raise eyebrows. He's decent at lying but there are better liars. He can pick locks but who doesn't have a friend who does that. He has an impressive reaction time but it could just be from practicing those fancy drink mixing moves. He had skills and quirks from the Farm sure, but I imagine he deliberately surpressed most of them. He retains some odd habits (and probably anxiety) but again, nothing special. He's just a guy. And I love him for that <3

[ethan-acfan]

If I see one more person portray desmond as a "uwu baby twink🥺" IM GONNA LOSE MY MARBLES

1, this is the same man that when his dad was captured, he straight up walked into abstergo, said "fuck all yall" murdered EVERYONE and walked out the front door

2, he is strong asf and managed to keep his hand on the eye when his entire body was being electrocuted and burned from the inside out

3, he has training from the best assassins in history and would have probably been considered one of the strongest assassins of his time.

4, he managed to avoid the assassins for almost a decade. KEEP IN MIND finding desmond was on the top of Bill's priority list, so they probably had people searching for him all the time. That man knew how to get around even before the animus

Anyway, I'm so tired of people portraying him as a twink, just say you don't know how to portray gay men without infantalizing them

[splosh-crime]

The Bleeding Effect is a Temporal Nexus

The Bleeding Effect doesn’t cause hallucinations, it causes a temporal nexus that overlays reality, allowing a tactile connection.

They can touch but can’t speak unless one or both of them are in the presence of a Piece of Eden.

During the Solar Flare Ultimatum, all three of Desmond’s Assassin ancestors are present in a Nexus two-way Bleeding Effect. All three of them reach out to save him when his hand reaches the pedestal. All three of them pull Desmond into their time period, sending Desmond bouncing through time.

Inspired by Astyan & @teecupangel ‘s A Short Rest as well as elielll’s Like an Image from an Old Dream on Ao3

[kiatheinsomniac]

𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍'𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒:

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  queue name: resting in the café theatre

✧ 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐈 ✧ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐳𝐢𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ✧ 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐈𝐈 ✧ 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐕: 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐠 ✧ 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝: 𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 ✧ 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝: 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 ✧ 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝: 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 ✧ 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝: 𝐨𝐝𝐲𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐲 ✧ 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝: 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚

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[demigoddessqueens]

Hello! I was wondering if you could do a fic about how different Assassin’s cuddle? Your main bunch is fine

btw I love your writing, I’ve been re-reading your stuff and it has me kicking my legs and giggling like a school girl

have a great day!

Oh of course! Thank you so much for reading and supporting my writing 😄 and I love that comparison, making me giggle like a schoolgirl too 🥹💞

a/n - I’ll add as many of the leads as I can so everyone gets some love

Masterlist 11

Altair

The type who says he doesn’t like cuddles but absolutely does! Likes being the big spoon to where he feels protectively wrapped around you

Ezio

Kicking, clicking his heels and twirling his hair! Yes please, absolutely, bene bene! Any excuse to kiss you more

Desmond

Lover boy who likes laying on top of you cause if you’re cuddling, you’re not going anywhere!

Connor

Likes to cuddle with you on top his chest and those large arms wrapped around you

Arno

Did he hear you right? You wanna cuddle 🥹 with him? Yes please cherie!! Any type of cuddle where he can admire and kiss you

Jacob

A whole teddy bear cuddler, with a scruff that tickles you, who also lets his lips and hands and mind wander 😉

Evie

First it starts off as reading together as some down time but then evolves into cuddles when the book is less interesting than you 💕

Haytham

Thinks he’s too dignified and above cuddles but the second you thread your fingers through his hair, it’s immediate defeat and he wants to just hold you

Basim

You are LOCKED IN!! Even if you try to move, Basim will whine if you try to pry out of his arms

Shay

Cuddles are an excuse of his to be as flirtatious as possible, even letting those hands wander 😏

Kassandra

Sometimes you need cuddles, sometimes she does too; cuddling face to face is a more intimate preference

Eivor

Warm and toasty cuddles 🥰 completely submerged under all the furs and blankets

Aveline

She’s a sweet cuddler that likes to leave little kisses here and there when you start to doze off

[sneaky-eel]

I was thinking of Desmond's mother again and how my version is no nonsense and awkward with affection. But now I can only think that if Desmond had lived, she would do, not quite a complete 180, but try a lot more while still being horribly awkward.

She full on goes Altair scholar mode and gets, like, 30 books for new parents and studies them all in one night. Maybe one or two pet owner ones cause she is desperate damn it. She wants so badly to try and make up for his childhood. Which is really great and all, but now she is trying to apply them to her 25-year-old son.

Desmond comes down for food and finds his dinner there, already cut up, which cool he hasn't mastered the art of cutting food with only one hand yet, so that definitely makes things easier. Then she starts watching him like a hawk (or eagle, hehe), making sure he eats enough and sleeps enough.

Hell, maybe for the first few nights, she waits for Desmond to fall asleep and camps herself in a chair by his door, sleeping there to act as his silent guard.

She asks Bill about the pros and cons of putting a baby monitor in Desmond's room, and Bill just gives her a tired look and is like, "Please don't."

One of the books talked about the importance of giving attention and affirmation to your child, so she will comment on his skills, but occasionally randomly be like, "Good job, son. You... got very tall? Handsome? Combatant?" (She is trying, Desmond. Leave her alone.)

Kids (and pets) need regular exercise, right? Well, Desmond, get ready to be woken up at 4 in the morning by your mother at the foot of your bed, asking if you would like to go on a run with her.

She puts Desmond's first proper mission report on the fridge cause that's a thing she knows parents do when they are proud of their kid.

She starts giving him small things when he does something good. Candy, desserts, maybe a new hoodie. It escalates to her one day being like, "Should I get him a puppy, or a cat? Some kind of service animal perhaps."

And God forbid someone wants to meet with her son. Bill had told the whole Brotherhood what Desmond had done, and when the news finally gets out that he is alive, many want to see/meet him, but they have to go through Mama Miles first. She does background checks on their background checks, looks over all their previous missions and success rate, and makes them file a god damn intentions form. If they pass all that, then they have to get through several hours of interrogation by her personally. It's only then she will ask Desmond "Hey do you want to meet these people?" and if he says no, she throws them out without a second thought.

At first, it all makes Desmond very confused. He thinks it's maybe out of pity, but eventually, he realizes this is just her trying to make up for never being physically there. It leaves him smiling and shaking his head because even his infallible (in his eyes) mother can be such a...a dork. He ends up extending his own olive branch by asking her to help him train so he can get use to the whole one arm thing.

[fandom-smutty-shots]

The assassins meeting their s/o for the first time

Request

Masterlist

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Characters: Altaïr, Ezio, Arno, Jacob, Evie, and Basim

Warnings: ...A little violence? Wow, that's tame for me.

A/N: This is my first attempt at a headcanon kind of vibe so please let me know how I did!!

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Altaïr Ibn-LaʼAhad

You gulped as you faced your catcaller, your shoulders squared and chest puffed out in an attempt to seem like you weren't bluffing.

"A little girl like you is going to take me out?" The man laughed at you, making you fume a little inside.

Little did you know, a man who actually did know how to throw a punch was watching from the sidelines, curious as to what your plan was. Clearly you were no match for the asshole, Altair could tell just from the way you stood. It was a natural defensive stance, not the stance of a confident attacker. And the other man could tell as well, though this didn't make you back off.

When the man advanced on you, Altair took a few short steps forward, placing himself between the two of you with a cocky grin. "You like to beat on women?"

Altair didn't even hear what the man said as he the idiot tried to swing at his jaw. Altair tilted his head to the side, avoiding the hit and returning one of his own. The man crumpled to the ground with a pathetic noise, and Altair turned to you.

"You should not start fights you cannot finish," he murmured to you, gently placing a hand on your back as he guided you away from the growing crowd of onlookers. "Come. I will teach you to bluff better, perhaps somewhere less... public."

Ezio Auditore da Firenze

You had been arguing with your father all afternoon. The guards had shown up earlier, asking you and your little siblings all sorts of strange questions about where your father's money came from.

"Why would they have questions if there was nothing awful going on, father?" You had demanded, but he had brushed you off and tried telling you to go back to your quarters. Had it been just you it may have been one thing, but to have your baby siblings involved just drove you over a line you had never crossed before, challenging your father.

It seemed you had taken it too far, however, when you felt the sting of his rings across your cheek, the shock making you fall to the floor and clutch your face. You were speechless. Your father had never raised a hand to anyone in the house, let alone his eldest daughter.

It was at that moment that Ezio revealed himself. He was quick enough that you didn't even see him as he sailed through the air and dug his blade deep into your father's neck, the choking sound he made entirely missed by your ears as they rang with embarrassment and humiliation.

You felt tears slip down your cheek as you stared at the spot on the floor, and when you went to wipe them, a mix of water and blood was left on your fingers, and the thought of your face being cut open made your tears turn to sobs.

When you finally did look up, your father was no longer standing there. Instead, he was on the floor, blood pooling around a wound in his neck area. You screamed as you stood, frantically looking around for the attacker, but there was nobody to be found.

Ezio took in the look of terror on your face from the shadows and swore he'd make it up to you. There was something in your eyes, something... deeper, and he needed to know what it was. Needed to learn how you managed to block out your own father being murdered.

Yes, Ezio would be back for you.

Arno Dorian

You gulped in panic as you felt your pockets. Your purse seemed to be missing. You felt the other side, and then both sides a second and third time just to be sure. You could see the annoyance of the owner as he held your grocery bag, awaiting payment for the things he had selected for you.

Before you knew what was happening, you felt someone brush up next to you and hand over the total for your items. The man thanked the owner and grabbed the bag in one hand, his other gently hovering on your back to guide you out.

"Th-thanks," you murmured, not entirely sure what had just happened.

"Come, let me walk you home..." he trailed off and looked at you expectantly.

"(Y/n). It's (Y/n)."

Jacob Frye

The first time you actually saw him, you were whining in the mirror over how your unwashed hair didn't match the wedding dress you wore. Evie, your maid of honor, only rolled her eyes at your complaints, insisting that you looked beautiful no matter what.

Your entire face heated as you heard a whistle from behind you. "Yoo-hoo! Evie! (Y/n)!"

You turned, the fluff in the wedding dress you had on making it difficult to do so.

"Evie's right, you look great." The man, who you instantly pieced together must be Jacob, took his time raking his eyes up and down your figure. "But alas, we must go, dear sister. Duty calls." He took a step towards you, leaning in and lowering his voice so only you could hear.

"I'm sure I'll be seeing you around."

Evie Frye

You had been working up the courage to talk to her all night. She hadn't taken a single hit in the arena, and she had knocked out waves upon waves of massive, highly-trained men. You were pretty sure you were in love.

You had seen her before, in other arenas around the city, and each time you were fascinated with the way she moved, the confidence she had in each and every step.

The crowd 'boo'd her as she left the ring, her white under-shirt only slightly tainted in blood this time around. She passed right in front of you, and finally, you saw your chance.

"Um, Hi!" You managed to blurt out, louder than you had originally intended.

You must have caught her attention though, because she turned around with a smirk on her lips as she looked you up and down. "I've seen you around here before, haven't I?"

Basim Ibn Ishaq

You tapped your foot as you waited, annoyed that your new 'partner' was late meeting you for the first time.

When he finally did arrive, he was all smirks and charm, with your mentor Dervis in tow, looking just as grumpy as you did.

"(Y/n), Basim. Basim, (Y/n)." Dervis glanced at you, "feel free to kick his ass for making you wait for almost an hour. Now, do I have some good intel for you kids."

[fanfenomenon]

“if the ac protags had instagram profiles, it’ll be full of photos of them at the gym-” WRONG. only jacob would do that (i was thinking ezio would too but i feel like his feed would just be flooded with pics of his lovely bf)

i hc that connor likes to post pics of food and nature. his ig account feels like a soft blanket and a warm hug. also!! he shares pics of cute lil animals on his story

feel free to add ur own headcanons!

[teecupangel]

I feel like Connor would be the type of person who would casually lore drop on you without blinking. Like he could be helping miriam and norris at the homestead and casually be like "I killed my dad last week"

I agree that Ratonhnhaké:ton would casually drop lore without any gravitas, like he was just talking about the fox he saw on his morning walk.

But he wouldn’t talk about how he killed people because (1) he knew that some people wouldn’t want to hear that and also (2) it’s a step into the whole “do not compromise the brotherhood” tenet.

He will say something like “Washington ordered the burning of my village”.

But anything that can be connected to the Brotherhood? He wouldn’t talk about them. He will casually lore dump stuff like that to fellow Assassins though once he’s close enough to them that he considered them as friends.

[unpersoniverse]

someone hold his hand :'))

[paws-of-the-quill]

felt this made this

[reddeaddamnation]

Deranged Assassin's creed preference: Who's more likely to smoke the devil's lettuce 18+

Eivor: We already know they like to get freaky with those shaman concoctions, so why not? They're that kinda person who wouldn't flaunt it but is super chill about it too.

Alexios/Kassandra: I refuse to believe they wouldn't when the whole Greek world is doing worse.

Bayek: Hell no. Not only will he lecture you about it, but he would also rat you out for your own good and be proud of doing the right thing.

Altair: Would absolutely never admit to it openly. Legend has it that he would smoke your pot and rat you out to not leave loose ends.

Ezio: Has the best shi

Connor: Would never, but doesn't mind if you do it around him. He's chill like that.

Haytham: The plug

Edward: The type to bond with absolute strangers over it. By the end they're besties.

Shay: Completely oblivious to its existence.

Arno: The type to post Bob Marley pics and stuff after one (1) sniff of it. Makes it a huge deal and acts mad suspicious, especially in public.

Jacob: The type to do it in front of Freddie

Evie: Never in a million years. Get ready for a thrashing if she finds it on you or Jacob.

Basim: Too good for that shi