#by protective big brother ezio

[teecupangel]

Hi Teacup! Sorry for the long post in advance. This idea has been plaguing me for ages, so now everyone else gets to suffer too.

I would like to add to the Desmond menagerie with the biggest badass of the avails to ever live: The Hasst Eagle. The Hasst Eagle was around 15kgs with a 3m wingspan and hunted prey 13 times its own size. No one in any time period could think Desmond is an ordinary eagle.

Ratonhnhaké:ton's village would take one look at Desmond the toddler sized bird and go definitely a spirit.

I also have the wonderful image of Desmond saving Petruccio by just picking him up and flying off in my head (I might be overestimating Desmonds strength and underestimating Petruccio's size, but I found funny imagining the guards faces). And then I remembered the story of Zeus and Ganymede; which made me imagine Ezio chasing down Desmond and threatening to pluck him if he even thinks about taking Petruccio's purity.

It’s really huge, that’s for sure.

Giovanni knew of the Desmond.

The large eagle of legends, the guardian of the Brotherhood.

He had grown up listening to his father tell stories of Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad and his great eagle. How the large bird’s shadow brought fear to the Templars who see it. How fast it was even when it was bigger than any other birds.

How intelligent it was, using gestures to communicate with his chosen one.

How it had served as the guardian and godfather of Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad’s children.

It had seemed like a tall tale but Giovanni never doubted it.

How could he?

When the great eagle was painted over the ceiling of the Sanctuary below Monteriggioni.

He had no reasons to doubt its existence.

But he never talked about the eagle of legends to his children. The Templars would know about the Desmond.

It was too much of a risk, telling the stories to children who could just as easily talk about it to others.

Unintentionally catch the ears of the wrong people.

But now he deeply regretted it.

“Ezio, stop!” Giovanni shouted, unable to keep the panic out of his voice.

How could he?

His second son, a cheerful boy of the age of six, was trying to beat the eagle of legend with a stick, shouting at the eagle loudly, “Go away! Shoo! Shoo!”

“Ezio!” Giovanni shouted, grabbing Ezio’s wrist before he could smack the eagle once more.

Not that he was able to.

Any time the stick was even close to hitting the bird, the Desmond simply flicked one of its wing, parrying the strike and causing Ezio to stagger backwards.

Ezio was a stubborn child though and he would continue to try and hit the bird even as it simply parried all his strikes.

Once it was clear that Ezio couldn’t whack the bird, he turned to his father as he shouted, “Petruccio!”

Giovanni was about to ask what he meant by that but the Desmond lifted its wings, showing his youngest son softly giggling as he tried to crawl away from the bird. One of the bird’s talons was gripping Petruccio’s clothes, keeping the boy still.

Giovanni’s eyes widened as he realized that they were in the second floor balcony that Petruccio’s room had. It was always meant to be locked considering Petruccio was a curious child.

And the railings had enough distance between each pillar that Petruccio could slip through.

The Desmond stared at Giovanni expectantly as it slowly lifted its talon and Giovanni used his other hand to scoop his youngest son into his arms while the baby tried to crawl to the railings.

“Thank you.” Giovanni said as he bowed deeply at the bird, earning a confused frown from Ezio.

The bird simply shook its body, reminding Giovanni of a man stretchering before the bird turned to stare at Ezio. It lifted one of its wings and Giovanni’s blood ran cold, worried about how much Ezio had offended the bird.

The bird did not try to hurt Ezio though. Instead, it used its wing to pat Ezio’s head three times before hopping away. It flapped its wings and flew out of the balcony.

And Giovanni finally let out a relieved sigh.

[saberamane]

Ezio and Federico, vampire brothers, and their drastically different werewolf boyfriends.

Ezio & Desmond:

Ezio: Desmond is a perfect angel and would never hurt anyone.

-Cuts to werewolf Desmond trying to appear small with big innocent eyes, tail wagging happily.-

Federico & Clay:

Federico: Uh... Clay's...protective??

-Cuts to Clay, covered in mud and blood, sticks and leaves sticking out of his dirtied coat, dismembered human arm clenched in between his jaws, looking absolutely feral with bloody drool slowly dripping from his mouth, a low growl rumbling in his throat.-

[fromashesweriseuphiddenones]

Day Twenty five

This is a big one, summarizing the first five games of the franchise.

Desmond awoke seeing things that didn't seem real or was it? Was any of it for real or not? Trapped in some grey space moving what he thought was his body until he realized no it was that of Altaïr ibn-La'Ahad. To be fair he never paid attention to Mentor Miles droning on about legacy and bloodlines. Haytham never looked into because he, knew that in the end it didn't matter. They were Kenway's that's what mattered. So meeting his reborn ancestors went much better because he wasn't held back by obligation to respect them due to being related to them. When the real world returned, he make the icy calculating gaze of Warren Vedic. He was not to be trusted. Desmond was just another victim. A whole week, Desmond had to sift through a year's worth of memories. Vedic never noticed that Desmond wore the Templar Cross on his clothes, nor that it was tattooed on his arm. Blind bastard. Then it happened Shay Cormac arrived and saved Desmond killing almost every Abestrgo agent in sight. They found Clay Kazmarek alive and muttering, and Shay refused to leave him. Being in Rome, and having previously established allies allowed a clean escape.

Ever since Desmond passed the Animus project files to his father, it seemed Leonardo with help from both the Tiber Island assassins and The Borgia had been hard at work building their own Animus. Clay insisting they have Desmond get into the Animus at Abestrgo on last time allowed him to copy the core which was the missing piece Leo needed. Desmond was back into the Animus, despite noticing the Charles Lee was present as well. By far Ezio's memories were the most complete and complex. They made Desmond charish his father, grandfather, mother, and brother all the more. They needed to move once Desmond heard Minerva's message for him.

Montriggorni was their next stop, Mario Auditore having been given a heads up, had his cottrie, meet and escort the five into the Sanctuary. Shay was in awe, Leonardo did his best to focus though was very honored to be allowed down here, Clay and Desmond had the same fond look, they were distant cousins actually. Lee simply kept quiet. Desmond was losing himself to the memories, and started screaming in his sleep scaring quite a few people. Clay and Shay often were able to calm him. Finally, they watched Ezio hide his apple in the collosuim in Rome. One thing leads to another and Lee winds up with a hidden blade in his gut as Desmond too falls to the ground mind shattered by being controlled.

Desmond finds himself on Animus Island and has help from a program Clay set up in his spare time recently just in case Desmond spiralled. With help from Haytham, Clay created an AI to mimic Haytham to a wise and comforting guide to help Desmond wake up. Desmond had to reach sync nexus with Altaïr and Ezio in order to wake up which meant more memories.

Desmond awoke seeing his parents, his brother, Shay, Clay and Leonardo. Mentor Miles was there with his red robed goons, he wore a strange red and black hidden blade. He tried to run things when Haytham finally snapped telling him that he was never Desmond's father that he was. With the cat out of the bag, they were left on their own. They had Haytham and Conner which allowed them to know what they needed to do. Connor spoke with his people saying it was time for the chosen savior to access the Grand Temple they protected for years. Haytham held the necklace which was one of the keys. Power sources were tracked, with a surprise twist, Daniel Cross and Lucy Stillman brought them two of them declaring a change in loyalties.

Now here Desmond stood, ready to die. Ready to lay it all down. But he wasn't alone. His family was there with him supporting him as he placed his hand on the device and activated the device. No one will say what happened that day, the earth was saved from the firy wrath of the sun, but Desmond survived.

[chaosismybestie]

Do you think before everything went to hell that the Auditores were a close knit family?

oh that's such an interesting question! i thought about it since you sent that ask, and i have to say, it's not an easy answer x) scroll aaaaall the way down for the tl;dr if you don't feel like reading, because i definitely wrote a lot :')

close-knit looks different for everybody, i think. and the family i was born in was Pure Shite™ so i don't really have a nice reference for this x) but i don't care i'll answer this anyway hehe

starting with the siblings, i'd say they were indeed close. we don't see much before everything goes to hell, but we can already see that federico & ezio spend quite a big amount of time together, you can see it in their easy interactions, and the way they tease eo (like when federico says ezio's pretty face is his only asset). federico must have taught him all the basics of climbing and running across rooftops and seeing how complicated that is, it takes a while to master it so they definitely had to spend a lot of time practicing together x) especially if giovanni wanted ezio to begin his training as an assassin and made federico start with parkour stuff.

we unfortunately don't see claudia much before The Event (i won't even type it) but from what we gathered, she knows how to defend herself (she basically beat the sh*t out of one of her mates if i remember correctly), she was fierce and capable, and yet ezio still went to punch that duccio douchebag (aka ducciobag). ofc there's the obvious "big brother beating up anyone who hurts younger siblings" dynamic, but apart from that, i like to think it's part of how ezio used to show his support (acts of service using his fists fhdskjfhds).

i HC that every member of the family would be super protective towards petruccio, and have a soft spot for him. him being ill probably plays a big role in that, and him being the youngest of the family as well. he'd use his puppy eyes to get what he wants (feathers? yes! candies? ofc! random little items like the wooden doll leonardo liked so much? always!) and every member would be aware of him using it to his advantage but none of them would mind because at the end of the day, petruccio is a sweet kid with bright eyes and noone wants the light in his eyes to dim :) and also because they've all seen his bad days, and want to make life as comfortable as possible for him. they've all witnessed him being exhausted, him growing frustrated because he cant go out despite the spring having come early, bc he can't go explore firenze with ezio & federico due to his lack of energy. they've all heard the heavy silence in their home when petruccio's laughter doesn't resonate in the place, him being too exhausted to be his usual mischievous self. so ofc when he gets better days, ofc, they would indulge him, all the way.

maria had, to me, a complicated role bc she had to make sure the kids didn't notice something was odd abt giovanni's work, while probably getting worried every time he went away on a mission (not knowing whether he would come back alive). she was probably super soft with their kids, im sure she baked them the most amazing tuscan cakes, desserts & treats (since she used to have a bakery). plus, her keeping diaries probably was a great way for her to have tons of stories to tell the kids during long nights where they would wait for giovanni to come back home :) must have been so many precious memories created thanks to the time she would make to tell stories :(

but she wouldn't be *just* gentle, she's be sassy too, you can clearly see it in the way she interacts with ezio (about him finding other outlets, her knowing abt his fights and stuff) and i think she was a very no-nonsense kind of mother which makes all their interactions funnier and more genuine. ofc the kids would keep certain things secret, but maria's perceptiveness would make them all trust her much more with their issues/everyday questions and such.

giovanni probably struggled to be there much bc of his work in the order, he must have missed tons of important events and even more trivial everyday situations happening in the family and that probably broke his heart to see how fast their kids would grow without him being able to witness it. i feel like he'd bring souvenirs and random little items from his trips, because obviously he wouldn't be able to share his stories with the kids, wanting to shelter them from everything assassin-related, but he'd try to make it up to them by bringing little trinkets, treats/snacks from other towns, and stuff like that to share a bit of his own everyday life with his family.

oh my, this is getting way too long im sorry, you probably expected a waaaay shorter answer!

tl:dr : i'd say the auditore were probably a close-knit family in the way that *i* picture it. they'd all take care of eo in their own way, they'd also leave eo enough space to exist for themselves, they'd share jokes, tender moments, they'd bicker and argue, but in the end i feel like there's always been a lot of love in that family. it doesn't prevent one from making mistakes/assumptions abt the other members and everything, but in the end, they support each other and try their best to face things together.

not to mention the pride they have to carry the auditore name, but that's another story!

sorry anon you probably wanted something different T-T

im curious though, what's your point of view on the matter? i'd love to hear your opinions about this!

[shiorimakibawrites]

Ten Characters, Ten Fandoms, Ten Tags

Thanks for the tag @bellaxgiornata

1: Matt Murdock / Daredevil (current hyperfixation, have so many stories to write for this handsome devil)

2: Frank Castle / The Punisher (tragic backstory, little grumpy but has serious protective dad energy)

3: Michael Kinsella (just as much protective dad energy, want to get him away from his family so he can be happy)

4: Usagi Tsukino / Sailor Moon (one of my first big fandoms, such a sweetheart ♥️)

5: Luke Skywalker (another old favorite, loves other characters like Obi-Wan but Luke was first favorite from Star Wars)

6: Peter Parker / Spider-Man (watched this cartoon every day as a kid, this Peter is in many ways my Spidey)

7: Dean Winchester/ Sam Winchester (cheating because I love both brothers equally)

8: Bruce Wayne / Batman (childhood favorite)

9: Ezio Auditore (tragic backstory, charming 😈)

10: Yuri Katsuki (identities hard with his anxiety, rekindled my interest in figure skating)

Tagging anyone who wants to play

[technofinch]

✨ and 💢 for mulligan, 📎 and 💍 for nico, and 🗑️ (or whatever relationship you want to talk about!) for firewalker

✨ - Children (current or future)

I've talked about his current children so u get to hear abt mullyboy's FUTURE children. After the Jameson reveal Miranda was campaigning for a vasectomy but he refused. Mostly bc he refuses to agree with anything Miranda says but also he has weird unexamined ideas about masculinity. And he's catholic and has a breeding kink and sure he doesn't want to be a father or have kids but like. He enjoys having the ability. Which will probably lead to fun little surprises in the future :3

💢 - Person they can't stand

So you know how I said that mulligan refuses to agree with anything Miranda says. He came around on her there at the very end but for 99% of the time she was assigned to his crew they were mortal enemies. She's a research psychologist and very good at psychoanalysis and she uses these powers for evil. Also she technically outranks him and he hates that. For her credit, she delights in making everyone's lives as miserable as possible up to but not past the point where they snap and start killing people.

📎 - Siblings/close family

AAAAAAAA nico's siblings are EVERYTHING to me ok so here's the non-comprehensive list of her canonically established family members

Parents: Father, Dante, 65 & Mother, Ginevra, 61 Siblings: Ezio (soldier), 42 Ianthe (weaver), 41 Jonah (farmer) & Lorenzo (bard), 37 Carlotta (farmer), 34 Marisa (merchant) & Raphael (soldier), 32 Nicolosa (inquisitor), 24 Other assorted family members: Mom's dad: Virgil di Cognizi, hunter (deceased) Mom's sister: Annabel di Cognizi, cleric of Stellare Dad's younger brother: Edmund Allegranza, sailor

she has a big family and a lot of extended family members that don't show up here, a lot of her siblings are married and have children but I never actually wrote down which ones lmao. But nico is the baby of the family by 8 years, so she admires her siblings and looks up to them a lot (especially ezio, an accomplished mercenary, and Lorenzo, who has the wildest adventures). She also feels very protective of her family, and would sacrifice literally anything to keep them safe. Like, surrender immediately to the bbeg if they held one of her siblings hostage.

The issue there is that, being now embroiled in very dangerous vampire politics, she feels like she has to isolate herself from her family to keep them safe :( even tho it turns out Edmund and Lorenzo literally both work for vampire families. Listen she's paranoid and overprotective and trusts her family more than anything else in the world she's literally soooo normal about it. And if you want to read more nico sibling dynamic stay tuned to see if this 2k word notepad document ever makes it off my phone and onto the internet

💍 - Partners (current or future)

Oughhh.... I think nico's type is nerdy/pathetic, I would love to see her set up with a cute librarian or researcher or something. She had a friend in school named Ren that was training to be an archivist & healer, and they definitely had a thing for her but I dont think nico ever noticed lmao.

The party keeps trying to set her up with scary women tho for some reason. Taking a quick survey of the people in the room currently, the vibe is "stronger than her and femme," "weaker than her and masc," "hoity-toity dandy," and "I think it'd be funny if she fell in love with a vampire" "but it'd be more tragic if she fell in love with a mortal"

🗑️ - "It's complicated"

Parker MacMillan II callsign FIREWALKER my sweet clone boy. I don't think I'll get to play his campaign again so all of his future and relationships are free real estate >:3c

His most "It's complicated" relationship is with another mech pilot, callsign TRADER, aka Megan Ito. They've made out, they've tried to kill each other, they've saved each other's lives and sabotaged each other's missions and everything in between. It got more complicated after Megan was in a terrible incident and had to be reconstructed basically from scraps and also maybe now has the shard of an extradimensional god in her? Don't worry about it.

And yes this is just me taking Parker MacMillan from blaseball and jamming him into the Lancer system. It works very well

[re-writing-h]

last line tag game

I have been tagged by @ardawyn (and everyone who has tagged me before and I haven’t done this)

This is my WIP “A Mask of A Thief” 

“I have seen how my little brother has loved the women and the men. Ezio adored, protected and praised them. But only with you, he has this quiet and tender smile which never leave his face.”

I tag @h-brook-writes @cookiecutterwrites @jcckwrites @theswordofpens @kaatiba and everyone who search this opportunity (Do or ignore this, choice is your)

[loudmound]

thinking abt the burgeoning of ezio's c-ptsd bc ptsd/c-ptsd alike doesn't often manifest directly after the traumatic event experienced or still being experienced. ezio demonstrated behavior akin to adultification, ie. continually forward thinking abt what is the safest path for his family to take, leading his family out of florence and being the one to stand up for and in front of claudia and maria bc he's the "remaining man" of the family and it's the man's job to protect the women. he was constantly thinking about what was best for his family much like an adult would, all while being 17 years old.

quick side tangent: partly why i think ezio's playboy and funloving attitude is largely a facade is how he handled making sure claudia and maria were safe and sound while he himself took care of the matters dealing with his father and brothers. he was incredibly grounded and level-headed and very clearly had a goal set in stone when he told anette that it was not safe for his remaining family to stay in the villa auditore. i'm not saying he wasn't terrified, of course he was terrified! but he had enough self-actualization to realize that being consumed by the anxiety currently building up inside of him was not appropriate right now. he couldn’t think about how he felt right now, he had to save his family, and in his mind, he failed. his quietness and groundedness in serious situations leads me to believe that under the mask he wears to satisfy his friends and followers, that is how he actually is.

to continue, ezio was largely on autopilot while training at monteriggioni for the two years that he stayed, and was planning to take his family to spain, still continuing to put what he felt the needs and wants of his family first. he didn’t process the trauma of what had happened, he didn't process the violence of which this job he was training for entailed, and when he accompanied mario to san gimignano to kill vieri, everything kind of came crashing down (in my acverse vieri lives against literally everyone's wishes but he gets better dw) bc after ezio kills him, he just absolutely DERIDES his corpse, screaming at him how he only wished he had suffered more. the violence that took place @ san gimignano and vieri were big enough stressors to really trigger the c-ptsd ezio had now procured, and the splintering scaffolding that was holding ezio up as a person finally snapped and collapsed.

[chika-the-terrible]

Red-Ribbon Wrist

1956:

Leonardo hated getting lost. Even with all the lights, it was spooky, roaming around this place. There were too many dark corners and there had been plenty reports of fighting going on between Ryan and Fontaine. Leonardo didn’t want to be caught between their gangs if he could help it.

As he turned the corner, Leonardo paused. It was a Big Daddy and a Little Brother, from what he could tell. He didn’t know much about them, only that they were to be avoided at all costs, but he saw them around often. Big Daddies tended to either accompany Little Brothers or Sisters, or they went out on their own to fix Rapture.

And, in a weird way, they fascinated Leonardo. He wanted to know how they worked and why they protected Little Brothers and Sisters. It wasn’t like Big Daddies were related to their charges. You couldn’t really tell, though, what with the diving suit covering them and all, but Leonardo had a feeling. He just wished they could talk so he could ask them things, but alas.

“Hello?” He froze. Having been so lost in his thoughts, he hadn’t seen the Little Brother notice him, and now the boy was approaching. The Big Daddy growled slightly but the boy stuck his tongue out at the giant and kept coming forward. Eventually, the dark-haired boy came to a stop in front of Leonardo and beamed.

“Hi!” He held out his hand, “I’m Ezio!”

“Uh,” The elder glanced at the Big Daddy before he shook hands, “I’m Leonardo.”

“That’s a pretty name!”

“T-thanks...” Leonardo blushed. He took note of the Little Brother and realized that Ezio was young enough that he could have been considered Leonardo’s own younger brother. The two of them looked nothing alike, but Ezio couldn’t have been more than nine while Leonardo was sixteen. He was a very raggedy nine-year-old in torn trousers and a white shirt dirtied with a dark red substance, but a nine-year-old nonetheless. And yet the glowing yellow eyes and the syringe in his hand marked him as a Little Brother, someone to not be approached unless you had lost your mind or were mad with Adam Fever, probably both.

“So, what are you doing down here?” Ezio tucked his long hair over his shoulder.

“I kinda...got lost.” Leonardo admitted. He didn’t mind admitting his faults, but he had a feeling Ezio wouldn’t tease him for it. He just didn’t seem like that kind of kid.

“Ohhh.” Ezio nodded, “That’s okay! Mr. Bubbles knows the way out of here.” The Big Daddy moaned in response. Seeing as Leonardo was posing no threat to Ezio, it seemed like the giant of a man had calmed down. Then Ezio tugged on Leonardo’s hand and he was dragged along for the ride, following the Big Daddy down the sunken halls. He had no idea where they were going, but he was already lost, so it wasn’t like it really mattered.

Eventually, they did come across a place he recognized. It was Fort Frolic and Leonardo began to smile. He absolutely loved Fort Frolic. It was really the only place he got to be himself, with his paintings and inventions and everything else he loved to work on. If they were in Fort Frolic, his home couldn’t be too far.

“I think this is good.” he said, tugging his hand out of Ezio’s grip, “I know where I am now. I should be able to get home just fine. Thanks for your help, Ezio.”

“No trouble.” The boy pushed his hair out of his face again. He had done it a lot on the walk over. Clearly his hair was too long for him to deal with.

“Why don’t you cut your hair if it keeps getting in your way like that?” Leonardo asked.

“I don’t like it short.” was Ezio’s answer. Leonardo frowned. He glanced down at his wrist. Recently, for his birthday, one of his presents had been wrapped up in red silk ribbon, and he had kept a piece of it for himself. Maybe the ribbon could help Ezio with his hair troubles.

“If you’ll let me,” Leonardo knelt down and untied the ribbon from his wrist, “I think I know how to solve your problem.”

“Really?” Ezio asked. The childish wonder he was exhibiting never failed to make Leonardo smile.

“Yeah. I’m just going to use this ribbon to tie your hair back.” He glanced at Mr. Bubbles again, “I mean, if that’s okay.”

“Of course it is!” Ezio exclaimed. Leonardo still waited for the Big Daddy to give the go ahead, though. When Mr. Bubbles nodded, Leonardo set to work, pulling Ezio’s long hair back into a tiny ponytail. Once it was all back there, he secured it with the ribbon. Now he could actually see Ezio’s face in its entirety, and he had to admit, the Little Brother looked adorable.

“There.” Leonardo pulled his hands away, “Now your hair won’t be in your eyes.” Ezio blinked. He shook his head vigorously, as if trying to dislodge the ribbon, and Leonardo exclaimed, “What are you doing?!”

“Testing it!” Ezio explained, stopping his shaking to give the elder a smile, “It’s cool!”

“I guess? Just- Be careful with it, please. If you break it, it’s not like I can replace it.” Silk was expensive down here, whether or not it was in ribbon form. Stupid embargoes...

“Alright.” Ezio nodded. His hands went back to touch his tiny ponytail in curiosity. The armored man gave a moan, almost as if in agreement. Ezio’s smile went wider, “Mr. Bubbles likes it!”

“I’m glad he does.” Leonardo smiled back, “How can you understand him?”

“I don’t. But I can tell what he’s feeling.” The younger boy looked up at his protector, “If I like something, he usually likes it, too. Right Mr. Bubbles?” The armored man nodded.

“Leonardo!” He recognized that voice. He hadn’t realized they’d come looking for him, maybe he’d stayed out later than he thought. He turned. There were his parents, but they were keeping their distance. They looked scared, almost. He wondered why. Mr. Bubbles started to growl and gently tugged Ezio closer. It seems their brief meeting was coming to an end.

“Come here, bambino!” cried his mother. If she was using Italian, that meant Leonardo was in serious trouble.

“What does that mean?” Ezio asked, “That word, bambino.”

“It’s Italian. It means child or baby, but like for a boy.”

“Ohhh.” Ezio nodded.

“Leonardo!” stressed his mother. He winced.

“I’ve gotta go now, okay?” he said, “I promise to come back.”

“Pinky promise?” Ezio held out his hand. Leonardo linked his pinky with the other boy’s.

“Pinky promise.” he affirmed. Ezio smiled.

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1966:

Leonardo opened his eyes, feeling Ezio’s hair curled in his fingers.

“What’s wrong, Leo? You’ve been quiet.” Ezio murmured. His arms were curled around Leonardo’s waist and his glowing yellow eyes were cutting through the darkness, shining light on the opposite wall.

“Just remembering.” responded the older man, “Of when we first met and I gave you your hair ribbon.”

“Ah.” Ezio nodded against his back, “That was a good day.”

“Yeah.” Leonardo agreed, “But you should’ve seen my parents afterward. They were like ghosts, ‘cause they thought I was gonna be taken away from them or something for spending time with you.”

“Bullshit.”

“Can you blame them? You were a Little Brother, Ezio. That’s terrifying for any parent to think about.”

“Mmm.” A pause, “Maybe so, but you weren’t in danger with me and Mr. Bubbles. Everything was fine.”

“I know, but they didn’t. Think about this from their perspective. What if you lost me for good after I spent time with someone else?”

Ezio’s breath caught. Leonardo felt his grip tighten and he winced at the pressure. It wasn’t painful, but that didn’t mean he enjoyed it.

“I thought I lost you for good after I didn’t see you again.” he whispered.

“Then you get it.”

“Yeah. I guess I do.” Ezio buried his face in Leonardo’s hair, relaxing his grip. The blond man curled his fingers through Ezio’s hair, careful not to tug it out of its ponytail. A lot had changed between now and then, and Leonardo was still fascinated by Ezio. There was so much he still wanted to know, about Little Sisters and Little Brothers and Big Daddies and everything in between, like the Big Brothers and Big Sisters.

But that could wait. For now, basking in Ezio’s arms was all Leonardo wanted.

[unprofessional-bard]

A Small Surprise

Unprofessional Bard's Masterlist

Request: Could you write a fluffy Ezio (Assassin's Creed) x Wife! Reader oneshot, where Reader finds out that she is pregnant and she surprised with Ezio by giving a knitted pair of baby booties?

Pairing: Ezio Auditore x Female!Reader

Warnings: Just fluff.

Summary: I think the request itself is pretty self explanatory 😅

Word Count: 1.365

Author's Note: Okay so I know many of you would've preferred if I wrote words like 'sweetheart' or 'my love' in Italian, but unfortunately I don't speak Italian. I mean, I speak French to some level and it could be about the same thing when it comes to masc./femininity of the words, but I don't want to confuse anyone! So I just put in an Animus text in there :")))

Enjoy!

{ File Translated From Italian }

Cool breeze, warm weather and a full moon rising over the green and yellowing fields of Florence; simple yet important things Ezio thought he'd never see again on many occasions throughout his journeys from Italia to Anatolia and back. Although the city bared bad memories for the assassin, he also had the most important and precious ones there: His whole childhood, for starters, the foundations of his family and friends...

And now, something much more.

"(Y/N)?"

No reply, you were probably asleep. He closed the door and grabbed the candle which was slowly melting down on the small table right next to the entrance, which you must've lit for him. He'd been in the city for the day, handling groceries and paying a visit to Claudia while you stayed home and did chores. Only away for hours, still in the same city, yet he had missed you like crazy. Plus, there was also the voice in the back of his head, worrying him and telling him something bad must've happened to you. After his life as an assassin and making a lot of enemies, even though they were no more, he instinctively worried.

He quietly made his way up to the second floor where your shared room was and saw lights coming from the small gap under the door. He quietly knocked on the door and entered, only to find you laying on the bed with a book in your hand.

"Ezio," You smiled and immediately put the book aside. He sighed in relief and a warm smile stretched across his lips. He walked over to you, after placing his candle on the table on his side, and placed a kiss on your forehead, before sitting down beside you and giving you a quick peck on the lips.

"I missed you," He took your hand in his and kissed the back of it, then your knuckles. His lips were soft on your skin: "I missed you a lot, my sweet."

"Me too," You smiled lazily at him. "Go, get undressed and come back to bed."

"As you wish, princess," Ezio gave you a cocky grin and got off the bed.

"Princess?" You chuckled. "I think I'm a little old for that now, love."

"What can I say?" He spoke, his voice deep. "Anything to please my queen."

You chuckled, then watched him disappear into another room connected to your bedroom and took it as the perfect opportunity to pull out the little surprise you'd been working on the whole day from under your bed. You pushed yourself down until you were laying on your back and placed the small boots on your belly. Right before he walked back in, you closed the blanket over your body until it reached your armpits and, without realising, held your breath.

"How was your day?" You heard him ask you once he walked in, he was now wearing his white shirt and pants only.

"Oh, it was good, you know," You replied nonchalantly, a big, nervous smiled on your face. "I was working on something and now it's finished."

"Hm?" He hummed curiously, then climbed into bed. "Can I see it?"

"Sure," Your voice wavered in excitement. "It's actually for you- partly. Think of it as a surprise... Lift the blanket."

A mischievous smirk stretched across Ezio's face: "Oh, well, is that why you're hiding behind the covers?"

You nodded and beamed at him. He could tell you were acting a little strange, but he assumed it was because of this surprise you had for him. Thinking of it as undergarments, Ezio leaned in to place a kiss on your lips; a soft one, which made your toes curl. Despite his age, Ezio still had the energy and enthusiasm to give you the pleasure of your life- small remnants from his youth.

"Open it," You gestured the blanket after reluctantly pulling back from his lips, biting your own as you grinned at him.

He gave you an intrigued look - he was partly on top of you, so despite his head looking right down at you, his body was pressed to your side. He then slowly removed the blankets, your eyes never leaving his face. Finally, as soon as he saw the items resting on your belly, his mischievous expression turned into an utterly shocked one. You heard a hushed gasp leave his lips and saw his brown eyes widen. Ezio let go of the breath he was holding, then gulped, sitting up as he picked up the boots: "(Y/N)..."

"Surprise..." You said, voice barely above a whisper.

He quietly studied the boots in his palms, he was shocked as if he was seeing the temple goddess -this vision or whatever it was- for the first time many years ago. He finally looked into your eyes, then gently -oh, so gently- placed a hand on your belly. He was holding his breath.

He noticed he had to make sure you knew he was absolutely thrilled and excited about the news, for your face grew worried. Before you could say anything, he leaned in for another kiss- a passionate, slow, lovely kiss that made you melt.

"How long- I mean-" Ezio tried to ask after pulling back, roses blossoming on his cheeks.

"I'm not quite sure," You confessed, relaxing at his positive reaction. "Haven't been to the midwife yet."

"We can go-? Tomorrow, how about tomorrow, hm?" He grinned unintentionally as he rubbed your belly.

"Sure, okay," You nodded and chuckled at his softened behaviour. "You're happy, right?"

"Happy?" Ezio gave you an incredulous look, his eyes glowing. Was he about to cry? "You're a true jester, my love."

You giggled and lightly slapped his shoulder as he lowered himself to lay his head on your abdomen: "You could be severely punished to degrade a queen, you know." He let out another brief laugh, then a content sigh as he hugged your frame, while you placed your fingers through his hair and started to caress it slowly: "Everything's going to be better. Better than they already were."

"Yes," He agreed. His body heat caused you to remove the blanket to the empty spot beside you. He then got up, extinguished the candles on both his and your side, then went back to lay on your belly: "Are you comfortable, like this?"

"Yes," You hummed and closed your eyes with a small smile on your lips. He laid still as you combed strands of his graying hair away from his face in a calming manner. "I love you, Ezio."

"I love you too, my sweet." He lifted your night gown until the soft skin below his face got revealed, then placed a kiss on the spot right next to your bellybutton.

Ezio was the best thing that had happened to you. You'd been friends ever since you were small children, you always had a silly little crush on him but ever since he saw Cristina, you had decided it was not worth the try- he seemed so in love... After his father and brothers were killed and he fled to Monteriggioni, you and your family were harassed for protecting and being friends with them, but you never gave him up and, when he came back, he helped all of you escape to his uncle's commune.

Interesting, how fate worked. He was gone for so long, oftentimes you thought about not being able to see him again - you didn't care if he was your lover or not at one point, you just wanted to see him alive and well. After everything that you both went through, everything he did; all the places he'd visited and the women he'd been with, even after his visit to Istanbul (that was what his friend Yusuf called the city and Ezio couldn't bring himself to use any other name, and you respected that), he still somehow ended up in your arms. You'd waited for so long, gave up hope on multiple occasions despite what Claudia always told you, but you still waited. You couldn't love anyone else like you loved Ezio Auditore.

Well, the wait proved not to be a waste of time after all.

[teecupangel]

Which district would each assassin (including Haytham) be in the hunger games? What's their story? And which hunger games did they win? Was Altair the first winner in the 1st Hunger Games? Is Edward story similar to Haymitch's? Was Haytham born in the Capitol? I'm sorry! I'm genuinely interested in how this would go lol.

That really depends on what kind of idea what you want. For example, if this is meant to follow the beats of AC canon then Altaïr, Ezio and Ratonhnhaké:ton would be past winners that came from the same district as Desmond.

Unless you want a sorta screwed up ‘district tree’ where Ezio is from a different district who had an affair with someone from another district and that would lead to the Kenway bloodline while Altaïr is from the same district that would later ‘produce’ Desmond, his blood mixing with the Kenway blood later to ‘make’ Desmond.

Or if this is meant to be one big Hunger Games AU where the Assassins are alive (in a sense) and many of them are part of the Hunger Games then, on the top of my head…

Altaïr:

Winner of a previous Hunger Games, from District 2, known as the district that supplies the Capitol of its army, he has disappeared after winning and the rumors are he died (perhaps by his own hands). Reality is he was able to get into contact with District 13 and has looking for ways to take down the Hunger Games even though there have been a lot of ‘problems’ inside District 13 about how he’s not rational enough when it concerns the Hunger Games.

Ezio:

Tribute from District 8 (Textile and Clothing). He wants to protect his fellow tribute, Cristina, and is one of the more popular tributes because of his face and charm. They tried to use it by making him and Cristina ill-fated lovers. (similar to Peeta and Katniss but, in this one, they really are in love with one another). He’s so Katniss-coded, the reason why he’s the tribute is because he volunteered in place of his younger sickly brother. Federico would have volunteered as well but he was already ‘too old’.

Ratonhnhaké:ton:

Tribute from District 10 (Meat). His name was pulled from the lottery and he only learned of his parentage after it became part of his appeal. His mother was a past winner and the gossip is that she seduced Haytham Kenway. He gets angry with the idea that her mother would seduce someone to win (she didn’t, she and Haytham actually fell in love but she returned to her District because she couldn’t stand the Capitol no matter how much she loves Haytham). Edward coaching him together with the tributes of District 3 actually becomes a bit of a shock and a great deal of drama that the Capitol loves.

Desmond:

Tribute from District 2. His father pushed him into volunteering even if he didn’t want to. His ‘theme’ is Altaïr’s second coming because he bares a striking resemblance to the past winner and there are rumors that he may be Altaïr’s biological son or something. He’s not. He’s pretty sure his mother and Altaïr were like… distant cousins or something but the coaches and supporters are pushing for his ‘mysterious connection’ to Desmond to make him more ‘popular’. He has been trained to be a soldier since he was young and his friendly facade hides the fact that he had actually already killed someone before and felt nothing. His father believed winning the Hunger Games is something he can do and is the best way to protect him from becoming another soldier in the army… not that Desmond knows that.

Haytham:

He’s part of the Hunger Games ‘committee’, overseeing the entire ‘event’. He knows his son is a tribute but he promised the audience that he won’t help or hinder at all. It remains to be seen if this is true. He has never been part of the Hunger Games before and his view of the world is skewered by how he was raised in the Capitol. This is pretty much the main thing blocking any attempts to connect with his father. He sees Birch (who can be the President Snow of this AU) as his mentor.

Edward:

Past winner from District 4 (fishing). Won by killing his fellow tribute and best friend, Mary Read. He has nightmares of seeing Mary smile at him as he kills her and becomes an alcoholic to forget. He has a one night stand with a Capitol ‘influencer’ by the name of Tessa. He only heard that Haytham is his son decades later and their relationship is… more or less nonexistence. He becomes a coach when he heard one of the tribute is Haytham’s son.

Shay:

Career tribute, said to have been trained by Haytham himself (or so the rumors go). He likes to annoy Ratonhnhaké:ton and the Capitol believes this is a case of “biological son versus ‘adopted’ son” kind of deal. There are rumors that Shay is there to keep Ratonhnhaké:ton alive and for him to win but that’s ridiculous. No one would willingly sacrifice themselves for someone they don’t know… right? (unless, of course, it’s a child who was raised to be obedient to his savior). If you don’t want Shay as a tribute, he can be a past winner who has sided with the Capitol and directly works for Haytham.

Arno:

Tribute of District 6 (Transportation). Volunteered to protect Élise who was picked. Unlike the tragic love story of Ezio and Cristina, this one is more on the side of “does she love him or is he being a creepy stalker” with a side of “they’re stepsiblings oh the drama!” because Élise is cold to him. She’s trying to make him stop loving her so when it comes down to it, he will have the courage to kill her although… she’s also here to win to return to her father who only has her left so she’s also using this as a misguided attempt to stop loving him. In other words, tragic lovers route that the Capitol eats up.

Evie and Jacob

Tributes of District 3 (Electronics, Firearms and Mechanical products). Tribute of District 3. Evie ‘won’ the lottery and Jacob volunteered. Him volunteering has made their rocky relationship after their father’s death actually more strained. Evie is worried that Jacob volunteered to make sure she’ll live at the cost of his life and she would be right.

[teatitty]

Title/Link: (Ezio Voice) No I don’t think I will Rating: Teen Warning: None Pairing: Pre-EzioLeo Additional Tags: Conflicted Emotions, AU: Ezio doesn’t immediately join the Brotherhood, Longing, Pining, Humor, it got domestic in the middle don’t ask why, Protective Leonardo Word Count: 6.8K (no wonder this thing killed me)

Summary/Preview: “You think me a Prophet?”

“I think there’s a reason you have come to us now of all times.”

And Ezio thinks of all the secrets they have kept from him - all the lies - and he thinks of how those same secrets lead to the hanging of his Father and brothers. And Ezio says, "No. I want no part in this."

A/N: It's always irritated me that when the whole "everything we've done for you has been part of some big recruitment plan also we're highkey convinced you're our Prophet" thing that Ezio isn't really allowed to show genuine anger or frustration and so this slight Universe Alteration was born! Welcome to my brainrot

[ezioauditore-s]

TOP 5 EZIO MOMENTS

@eivor-basim i dont know why y'all asked this when ive made it clear im not an ezio fan but FINE i'll do TEN 😌

1. bath scene....he's a water sign....he fucks....i mean i have my reasons.....🤡🤡

2. beating up the pope (but not killing him). KILLING YOU WON'T BRING MY FAMILY BACK. I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS. being the prophet, every thung in his life was for a message that wasn't even for him i-

3. reconnecting with claudia (as well as beating her ex up). while its nice hes a protective big brother, its shitty that he got so protective they lost touch. with the whole 'i know ive been distant' it really showd how much his Revenge Arc fecked up so much of his life & relationships. Brotherhood Hot Milf Summer includes reconnecting with family and we Love that 😊😊

4. seducing lucrezia. shows a) just how far he'll go to save leo b) he's actually fairly smart sometimes c) he knows hes hot. ok like maybe i am a simp and like im not a slut but who knows

5. i have plenty of outlets. mammas boy doing errands for his family, meeting leo for the first time, NO MORE VAGINAS (enter leo stage right).

6. i think you just found your madman. more of ezio being smart, but also an idiot, but its in fact incredibly smart, but soooo dumb.

7. first assassin kill. THE AUDITORE ARE NOT DEAD. iconic in a lot of ways, so heartbreaking when you realise he's 17, the day his old life was truly over.

8. beating up vieri. a pivotal moment in his 'assassins career' and a pivotal moment in his character growth for the turn away from straight revenge towards the good of the people and the brotherhood

9. arriving in masyaf. seeking answers, a journey he took for himself, the questions to his own answers and not spurred by anything but the need to know more before he-. also Dilf.

10. torn between meeting yusuf or Sofia but i just noticed the small little smile he has after sofia greets him (in italian) and i thought that was really sweet 😊😊

[that-one-weeb-but-starwars]

A Marriage Arrangement with death pt 4

All I can say is well. Well my bad-

Read Part 1 / 2 / 3 / 3.5

Y/n's eyes slowly opened, turning her head she was face to face with Savage.

Smiling softly her hand reaching out for his face, rubbing Savage's cheek with her thumb lightly.

He slowly woke up, his irises bright in color and lowly shining in the dark room. Y/n said nothing- thank the gods for black out curtains. She thought his eyes were so pretty with there soft glow

He kissed the palm of her hand softly as she smiled, leaning forwards they shared a soft kiss.

"Well good moring." She smiled.

He only sighed, pulling her into his chest as she chuckled.

"Go back to sleep."

"Come on we can't stay in bed forever." Y/n responded kissing his chin, he was rubbing her bare back with one hand she smiled at him, relaxing in his grip she sighed happily.

"We're getting married today."

"Again."

Y/n chuckled, "You don't want to get married again?" She teased.

"Why unify again and tell the galaxy when my galaxy is infront of me."

Y/n flushed deep red, as she moved her gaze away, her chest tightening and butterflies filling her stomach.

"Oh...I..." she spoke trying to come with a counter. His hand carassed her cheek as he sat himself up.

Y/n kept her gaze away the headboard seemingly more interesting, but soon then she realized she was laid down on her back, Savage over her frame as she looked at him to catch his gaze- and hold it.

"Hello there..." y/n spoke trying to cover her akwardness.

He leaned down kissing her softly without another word, her arms wrapping around his large frame, hands rest at the top of his back.

Pulling away softly Y/n whined playfully, chuckling he held her, she pulled him back down into a kiss happily as a leg wrapped around his bare waist.

A soft groan of pleasure was drawn out into the kiss and the two pulled away softly with a pant.

"Moring sex sounds fun." Y/n joked as he chuckled, going to kiss her again there was a knock on the door.

Y/n groaned in displeasure, its always someone. Pulling herself from under him she covered herself with a robe. Walking towards the door it opened with a push of a button.

"Oh- Misses Gladlys-" y/n responded, "I uh...why are you here?"

"I was requested to get you on account of your mother Princess."

Y/n nodded, "uhuh for?"

"Well to get ready of course. It is your big day."

"The ceremony isnt till later in the day?" Y/n questioned.

"Well yes but-"

"Misses Gladys I love you. And you know that. But I have another matter- Very Very big matter."

"But Princess."

"Just this once. Give me..." She spoke looking back at Savage, his hips and below covered by the blankets as his top half was put on full display for her, "Give me 45 mintues-"

"Fourty-Five Mintues!? Princess you're mother-"

"Sorry Misses Gladlys! I promise just once! Bye!-"

"But Princess-"

Y/n shut the door, locking sealing it shut from the inside.

"Now." Y/n spoke turning back to him walking towards the bed as she dropped her robe.

"Where were we?"

"Sleep."

"Right."

She climbed into bed as she curled up to him, his arm drapped over her hip in protection.

"The sweet glory of sleeping in." Y/n smiled nuzzling into his chest as he chucked, both going back to sleep for another hour.

Yet she would be woken up by a loud knocking, causing her to groan. Savage was also woken up as Y/n pulled away from him recovering herself she opened the door.

"Do you have any idea what time it is!"

"Yeah Yeah Im going." Y/n spoke walking back into the room and going back to Savage.

"Wish me luck with her- and someone will be here with a set of chlothes. My brother's will want to talk to you before hand," Y/n spoke kissing him softly, "Love you."

"I love you too."

She smiled as she left, being yelled at as soon as she opened the door.

"Yeah yeah lets go."

Savage sat up rubbing the back of his neck, meanwhile getting dressed his chlothes from the other night, pulling the boots on and bottoms, leaving his armour off he pulled on the turtle neck. That's when he received a transmission.

Picking up the hologram fromed as Ventress stood there.

"Savage."

"Mistress."

She crossed her armors, "has she trusted you?"

"Yes." Savage spoke, "I believe this may be a strong allyship between the two worlds-"

"You fool! This is an infiltration! Do not get attached!" Ventress argued.

"I thought this was ment to be Unification. Not a hoax." Savage tried to defend, but it was useless.

"Count Dooku will be present today both at the ceremony and to sign documents. Its when we will attack, killing Count Dooku and the royal family. And Dathomir will finally regain what was lost to them."

What was he suppose to say- No? He couldn't do that, he did belong to Ventress after all. The spell did what it was ment to.

"You will kill the royal family! And that Pathetic thing you call your wife." Ventress demanded.

"Yes. Mistress."

"Good."

The transmission was cut as his head felt like it split open, holding it in pain he growled.

The doors opened.

"Hey! Savage! We wanted-" it was one of Y/n's brothers, "You okay?"

"I-I am fine." Savage lied.

"Oh. come on then."

He followed the group leading him into a lounge area, all her brothers sat there. They cheered for him as he ended.

"Big day huh! Must be exciting!"

"You idiot he was married at Dathomir as well."

"Your an idiot!"

"Sorry for them." Fresco spoke apologizing for the twins, handing Savage a cup, "for your headache."

Savage nodded almost immediately downing the water, leading him to come sit down

"You heard fathers coming back?"

"Good maybe mother will finally stop being so mean."

"Please you know she bullies him too."

"You havent met all of us have you?" Fresco spoke.

"No I don't believe I have."

Fresco smiled, "there is a lot of us. You know the twins and Attiucs."

The twins were busy arguing but Atticus waved looking up from his book.

"Ezio here is the oldest." The older teen raised a cup taking a drink.

"Im after him, and Jacob's next, after are the twins but you met both of us" Fresco added, "Juniper is next."

The teen with his hair half buzzed the other side long and braided lifted up a lazy hand, sitting upside down on the couch as he listened to his brother.

"After Juniper its Atticus, and then the triplets."

They were busy dualing around the room with sticks, "Cornelius, Hamilton, and Magnus."

Hamilton stopped to wave Politely but was ran into by his two siblings as they fell onto the floor.

"What about you? And your brothers? Sisters?" Juniper questioned but Atticus kicked him.

"You little shit!-"

"I don't have any brothers. Not no more." Savage responded his glass being refilled by butler standing by.

"Hey! We got you. We're all brothers now." Fresco spoke a fist to Savage's shoulder playfully, "we're an off bunch but mean well."

The group contuied to talk to Savage, it was odd how accepting they really were. Somewhere in the back of his mind made him regret all of this.

He'd have to kill all these people.

So what was the point of getting close?

Soon enough all of there suits came, Savage the only one in white.

"Who do you think Y/n will recieve?" Juniper asked the group.

"I believe a moder. Perhaps Sutur." Ezio explained fixing the flower pin in his hair.

"What is receiving?" Savage asked.

"Hmm?" Fresco asked, "Oh it-"

Mid word Juniper cut in, "It's part of the religion. The 12 gods are believed to comibned to become the earth beneath us. Sutur is just one of the gods, mostly know for being a core due to its controling of everything hot. When you marry one born on this planet goes through a 'receiving' its rare but only twelve can get a god, but you can also get an enity or a passed loved one though that's super rare. They give you there strength within battle."

"But Y/n's much more powerful than a core- which is why she should be getting Hela." Jacob cut in.

"Hela hasnt been someones beck and call since Father." Ezio argued, "and we all know how he ended up. You wish that upon your sister?"

The group went quiet.

"I was given the impression your father was alive." Savage responded.

Fresco sighed, "when he was assigned Hela he descended into madness with each kid born. They think he's in Helheim and will return- He'll be Y/n's receiver."

"I think he's dead dead." Jacob responded, "like he deserves and mother better follow him"

"You can't say that!" Atticus argued.

"Please Attiucs grow up." Juniper spoke.

Savage listened intently, as Fresco looked back at the Zabarack, "We may have a large family, but the heads of the family aren't...the best"

"It sounds like my family." Savage told him as they all started filing out of the room, leaving just him and Fresco in the room alone, "I. Unfortunately grew up without one of my brothers, he was taken away due to his special ablities."

Fresco listened as he poured them both a glass of whiskey, "And my younger brother. I don't remember what happened, or if he's even alive."

Handing Savage the glass they stood by the window.

"Makes you not want to have kids." Fresco questioned, "I know it scares me. Becoming the one thing I hate."

"On Dathomir men are only used for mating and then usually killed off." Savage spoke.

Fresco frowned looking out the window- how was he ment to respond to such information.

"I know my sister will treat you with Kindness." Fresco spoke, "it seems you're already growing on her. I seen you two at the dinner."

Savage felt his chest tighten, he was falling in love with her, and he liked it. He loved the idea of her.

"Guys hurry up or it will be the groom walking down the Isle." Ezio told as he had quickly come back.

The two left with each other side by side. Both enjoying the silence as they walked down the steps. Thats right, He had only been down and up these steps a few times, but those few times were some of the best times of his life.

Stopping outside the castle he looked back, seeing it all shiney as the sun hit it perfectly, looking like something out of a book. The whole walk was like that- there was no reason to take out a whole planet for the sake of Dathomir, Dathomir didn't need another planet- he would of liked them to fix theres first atleast.

"Savage?"

He turned his head seeing Y/n standing there, when was she here? Looking around a bit shaken she stood in her wedding dress- it looked perfect on her, with a full bottom and a lacey top that had the same matching sleeves. When were they at the alter already?

"Are you okay?" She whispered softly, the priest reading off religious text.

"I-" he spoke looking at her what was he suppose to tell her?

Her white dress would be bloodstained within a matter of mintues due to what Mother Talzin was planning?

"I have a headache is all." He responded.

Y/n frowned, "maybe some food afterwords will make you feel better. Caf was even skipped this moring."

"Right." He responded, and left it at that.

"Do you take this man to be your husband? To take of him in sickness and health? To love him without doubt?"

Y/n smiled, "I do."

Her hand gripped onto his in excitement, that small squeeze made him happy, feeling her hand in his.

He had no idea what the woman infront of them said but only said the words as quick as he comprehend.

"I do." He cut the lady off.

Y/n flushed as she looked down flustered.

"Then I do pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride."

Y/n was pulled in quickly, shocking her, but it wasn't unwelcomed, kissing back the large church full of people cheered as they pulled away and as he did He seen Count Dooku sitting next to Mother Miranda. The group of people settling down, calming themselves once more as the woman cleared her throat Savage being gestured over by her brothers who were off to the side as he went over.

"With the coming of age you Y/n will be the caller of one of our twelve gods. You may be choosen for something greater, or passed by as a common folk." She spoke, "are you ready to give yourself to the twelve gods and let them judge you as one!"

"Yes head preist." Y/n spoke as her wrist was grabbed and palmed opened where it was sliced open Y/n gritting her teeth slightly as she was dragged to the floor, only following as her hand was put face down on the alters floor.

The woman moved to the side as the doors behind the alter creaked. Atticus holding onto Savages leg as Savage put a hand on his shoulder telling him he'd be okay.

"By the twelve gods..." Fresco spoke as the door opened a large hand crawling onto the carved in wood.

"I-its Hela..." Ezio asperated as the door swung open heavily crashing into the wall. Which it was hinged to.

The room silent and still as the other swung open.

The figure large, made up of what seemed to be Ash, body exposed and what looked like to be burnt half way just to show her dark innards, she was on all fours as Y/n looked up at her, slowly standing up as it went quiet for a moment.

Y/n reached out her cut hand, Hela reaching out her hand as well as Y/n looked forward keeping her eyes on Hela.

Somewhere some how Helas hand had shrunken along with part of her arm as they were bound by the cut on Y/n's hand.

'They're here-'

A warrior bursted into the doors as Y/n turned her head, "We're being attacked! The ships! They've all been destroyed!-"

The man stopped stabbed through the back, and fell to the floor.

"So sorry to ruin this happy momment."

Y/n growled as her hand was let go, and in place of Hela's hand held a sword, as Ventress walked down the isle.

"Damn are sister really is a bad ass-" Ezio spoke under his breath.

Dooku stood up as well, saber in hand.

"You were foolish to come alone." Y/n argued Hela still behind her looming in all her darkness.

"Who says I'm alone?"

Just as she spoke, a Battalion of night sisters filed into the room from both sides of her.

"Savage." Ventress spoke.

"Yes Mistress."

Almost immediately Fresco who stood besides Savage was lifted up into the air, force choking him as Fresco grabbed at his neck.

"Savage! Stop! Now!" Y/n demanded, "Stop now!"

"Kill him. Now." Ventress demanded.

There was a large crack as the filled church was still in shock, the young man thrown to the floor as his brother immediately surronded him.

"He's dead! He killed Fresco!"

Thats when the chaos started, when one had been pronounced dead.

Y/n could remember, it was all a blur. All the fighting- the blood shed. All she remember was ripping through people with her new found sword, swinging at heads and abdomens, she was luck that her skirt hadn't had a train.

Atticus had ran to her as she fought on the stairs stabbing a nightsister in the face and kicking her back, her white dress covered in dirt and blood, "Y/n!"

"Attiucs! Run away now!" Y/n argued, blocking another weapon, kicking the women in the female Kenobi's

"I'm not gonna leave you!" He shouted.

"Damn it Atticus!" Y/n shouted slicing the woman's flesh and grabbing his hand, "Come on! Lets go!"

Atticus ran hand in hand with her, somehow and some way some of her brothers caught up, they running and escaping to the castle.

"We have to be quiet take off your shoes." Y/n whispered the group hiding behind a wall as they all pulled there shoes off, "You have your run away bags all ready?"

"What?" Magnus asked, his other brother Cornelius, holding his hand, he had lost one of three to Ventress.

"Shit thats right, they never made there's. I'll go with them." Ezio spoke quietly,

Y/n nodded taking a quick head count, they had lost so many already, Fresco, Juniper, and Hamilton.

"I'll take Cornelius and Magnus." Jacob offered.

"I'll take Atticus. Ezio- weapons and maps?"

Ezio nodded, "becareful."

They all nodded, spliting up, Y/n had lucky gotten Attiucs up the stairs and to his room, as he was grabbing his things.

"Y/n." Atticus spoke as she was making sure he had everything for a final time as they carefully walked to her room, once inside she answered him.

"Yes Atticus." She responded going for her own bag.

"Savage...he isnt that mean. I know he isn't." Atticus spoke, "I know we didn't know him long but- he didn't wanna kill Fresco did he?"

Y/n tossed her dress the the floor dressed in trousers now fixing her top.

"Atticus." Y/n spoke kneeling down to him, "I know you liked him. I did too, but I don't even know anymore."

Attiucs frowned, as she held his shoulder's, "Are you going to kill him? Savage?"

Y/n frowned, "I don't know."

[lunarxdaydream]

🐶🎥📺💛⭕️🐋 uno reverse

( getting to know the mun! )

🐶- Favorite animal?

Dogs! Small, large, everything in between but dogs! Fluffers! Little puppies (I mean they're always puppies even if they're older). Oh and wolves!

🎥- Favorite movie?

Answered here!

📺- Favorite TV show?

Answered here!

💛- How do other people describe you?

Hmmm ... that ... that's a good question! My brother would say that I'm a smartass who recently sent him some beefy pokemon statue picture thing (courtesy of our lovely Niko) but also loving and protective and scared of horror games so I piggy back on him to play while I watch. My husband would tell you that I'm a dog obsessed person who loves a good whiskey and terrible terrible puns (and can't stop ordering stuff on amazon) but also a pretty dang good cook and caring towards others (but then I duck out when he says that because i'm embarrassed). My best friend would say I'm someone you don't put in charge of setting a timer on a phone because if I dive in, I'll bring down the blanket fort in the process. Some people here say I'm really nice (which honestly makes me blush every single time because ... honestly, I don't know how to take compliments hahahaha). So ... all of that??? I mean, I guess it depends who you ask????? I literally looked over at Ezio but I'm sure if he could talk, he'd tell you that I haven't given him enough belly rubs this morning. And kept him waiting this morning for his walk even though it's like 35 F over here (shame on me).

⭕️- Favorite Pokemon?

I have two and I'm pretty sure everyone knows the first: Pikachu! I've always loved Pikachu since Pokemon first came to the states when I was a kid but Charmander does share that spotlight! Goodness, Charmander is just ... I love them so much too! I used to have this little red convertible honda and I called it Charmander! My brother even bought me this Charmander stuffed plushie to keep (but it was too big for the dash so I kept it at home). I decided that if I do get this particular car in the future after we move, and in red, it'll be Charizard (listen Charmander and their original evolutions are my jam).

🐋- share a Weird/funny story?

Okay, so I think I might've told this story to Kat before but it's just too weird and funny not to tell again! When we were stationed over in Texas for 6 months, some of my husband's friends told him about a little dive bar run by a local. Apparently the guy doesn't really have prices set, just depends on his mood and he makes all the beers himself. So really your tab could be like $10 or $80, no one ever really knows because this guy is just all over the place (and he drinks so that's probably another reason too). Sometimes he even lets dogs to come in with their owners!

My husband decides to go check it out because the beers are supposed to be like really good. We end up driving out of town for about 45 minutes and nearly pitch dark. This guy doesn't open his bar until the evening anyway. Ezio is on my lap and he's probably about 7 months at the time. I remember we turned left on these train tracks, all I see is tall fields and this one street light that's super old. An abandoned school bus is on our left and the right has an abandoned gas station. The deeper we go, we realize this is some abandoned town with just scattered street lights that still have that old orangey like color.

Eventually we make it to a building and guess what? It's an abandoned elementary school! Already it's super shady and we sat there like: should we??? is this the right place??? But based on the written directions his friends gave him and seeing one of their cars, we figured it was. We get out of the car, I'm carrying Ezio because I see broken glass, here and there because hello, abandoned school literally means abandoned. I could see through the windows that there are still old desks scattered on the floor, broken chalkboards and etc. It's pitch black in that particular area because there was no street light by that corner ... oh and did I mentioned there was NO CELL SERVICE EITHER!

So we start going in but my husband says to wait because we don't know what mood this guy is in. I ask for the car keys and wait, and I swear, IF LEATHERFACE WAS GOING TO SHOW UP, THIS WAS THE DANG PLACE! IT WAS TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE PERFECT! I probably stayed for a few seconds and went: NOPE, NOPE I'M NOT ABOUT TO DIE WITH MY DOG and went straight to the car and locked the doors. Good thing too because my husband took a little too long and when he did pop by, he said the guy wasn't going to let Ezio in but the beer was good!

So in the end, I never got to try this 'amazing' shady beer but to this date, his friends and him say it was still one of the best they had. They did make it up to me and Ezio (mainly Ezio because they felt so bad about it). BUT YES, THIS IS THE STORY OF THE SHADY BAR, IN A SHADY ABANDONED BUILDING WHERE YOU HAVE NO SERVICE IN A SHADY ABANDONED TOWN NEARLY AN HOUR FROM WHERE YOU LIVE.

|| @strawberryxdreams ||

[lyranova]

Aloys:

At 16 At 21

Basic Information:

Name: Aloys Adlai

Age: 16-21

Birthday: July 19th

Blood Type: AB

Love Interest: The Purple Witch

Birthplace: Clover Kingdom

Current Location: Clover Kingdom

Affinity: Transformation Magic

Appearance:

Height: 5’11”or 180

Build: Tall and thin

Eye Color: Blue

Hair: Brown with Blue flakes, short and messy. Doesn’t change much once he gets older, the blue becomes more pronounced though.

Clothing: He wears a long brown pants with a dark blue long sleeve shirt and a pair of brown boots that reach his ankles.

Personality:

Even though Aloys acts like his father, he is quite honestly the most like his mother. When he’s around others he acts a lot like Gauche; rude, dismissive, and just refuses to interact. But when someone does get close they see how he actually really cares about people, how shy he is, how all he wants is to be the best son and big brother he can be. He is very stubborn and prideful, he refuses to admit he’s wrong when he clearly is, he’s also very protective of his little sister but not quite like what his father was with his Aunt Marie. But he’s also very smart, and actually enjoys reading and studying.

Background:

Varies in each AU

Trivia:

• Is the Oldest

• Isn’t really close with anyone except his sister Maelie, Ezio Roulacase, Alice Legolant, and Wendy Agrippa

• Likes to transform into different people to mess with them

• Hates looking at his reflection

• Likes visiting is Aunt Marie when he gets the chance

• Argues the most with everyone

• Likes being in Nean but prefers the Black Bulls hideout

Taglist: @eme-eleff @crazyclownthanos