#shaun hastings x reader imagine

[reddeaddamnation]

Being an assassin and Shaun falling for you: <headcanons>

> At first he teases you and jokes around like he does with everyone else, but towards you he is never mean like he is to the others. You can say this is his way of flirting with you.

> Secretly tries to get your attention in any way possible. That’s why he sasses you so much.

> Wouldn’t ask you for help, but secretly hopes that you will come and ask him if he needs any so he can say yes and be close to you.

> When you are alone with him, he actually gets kinder and is easier to talk to without being a drama queen.

> Practically trips over his own feet just to get over to you and help you when you ask him to. “You like her, don’t you?” Desmond asked once. “Why should it be your business to know who I have affections for?” Shaun answered. “Well, today you almost threw yourself in her direction when she told you to come and help her, but when I asked you for help you told me to fuck off.” “I waS BUSY!”

> Everyone notices that he has fallen for you, but he desperately tries to deny it. Nobody buys it, though and they tease him endlessly about it. “Come on, Shaun, we know you like her!” Rebecca teased. “Oh, ha-ha.” Shaun rolled his eyes “Like I don’t have enough important work already. All that is missing is me being in love. No, you are wrong.”

> He gets really jealous when you talk to someone else, especially when it’s one of the guys. In those moments, he becomes meaner and sasses you at a point when he would practically insult you and hopes you get the hint that he is jealous. He of course apologizes later for being mean.

> You find out that he is in love with you one time when he had an outburst because he had enough of Rebecca’s teasing. “YES! YES I LOVE HER! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?!” “Shaun?” you called “You do?!” you exclaimed happily. When he noticed you, his eyes widened and he started suddenly coughing and clearing his throat “I...” he started, but you cut him off because you threw yourself in his arms, making him blush even more, while Rebecca exclaimed “Finally!” Shaun quickly regained himself and scolded her “Don’t get too ahead of yourself.”

> You distract him from his work and he scolds you for it. “How am I supposed to work when you are always on my mind?!” he asked. “Shaun, it isn’t my fault!”

> Scolding him for being so mean to Desmond.

[harveywritings92]

Someone flirts with you in front of them: Shay, Edward, Shaun.

Shay Cormac: Y/n's father had hired a new assistant undertaker at the funeral home, a one Mr. Ronald McFinley he was an average looking brown hair, gray eyes freckles and a somewhat spoiled man from a upper-middle class upbringing, His parents had asked (begged) Y/n's father to take him on as an apprentice as favor due to Ronald being barred from other medical education and practices.

*e.I. he's a spoiled brat who thinks he knows everything.*  

Mr.L/n reluctantly agreed to take him on the Scotsman wasn't a bad worker but he wasn’t a good one either as Mr L/n or and another worker would have to fix any mistakes he had made in his haste and  laziness.

Another thing that started to show was Ronald's very obvious affections for the undertaker's pretty daughter Y/n, often starring at her from afar or slacking in his studies daydreaming about an imaginary life together, he'd often abandon his post at work just to waste time and talk her.

The young y/ec woman however found him annoying she had a dislike for men like Ronald flashy, rich and obnoxious. men who only wanted a woman like herself; simply because she's pretty.... not because of her personality or her intelligence, No... Men like Ronald just want a pretty little ornament to hang off his arm and make babies for him.

Evident by the expensive gifts, clothes and money he would flash at her in hopes she'd swoon into his arms and every time she would send it back and every time she would say "No." each time Ronald would never get the hint.

That was until Shay came home, it seemed like any other day, Ronald was slacking in his studies trying again trying vain to get Y/n's affection and hand which her father had rejected when the young Scotsman had asked for his permission to marry her, it's was a silver and pearl necklace this time.

 He cleared his throat to get the y/ht woman's attention and she sighed rolling her eyes waiting for his "My lovely or dear Y/n" spiel again only to noticed someone come in the funeral home someone who Y/n greatly missed tears welled in her eyes as a happy smile slowly found it's way on her face.

Ronald not seeing the man behind thought he'd finally done it and won Y/n's heart opened his arms wide thinking she was going to leap into his arms with happiness instead he was blindsided when she shoved him aside and tearfully called out 

"Shay!" and watched as she ran into the arms of a very large dark haired stranger dressed in black with a scar on his face the gray eyed man stared slack jawed as the object of his affection pulled this "Shay" into a passionate kiss before pulling away eyes locked lovingly on each other.

Only for their moment to be broken by a seething Ronald who cleared his throat getting their attention, Y/n's mood dropped having her reunion with her lover interrupted. "Oh... still here um...Roy?" Ronald blinked in disbelief one kiss with this filthy street dog, and she couldn't remember his name?! a vein appeared on the Scotsman's neck.

"Ronald Howard McFinley." he hissed venom dripped on every word as he glared daggers at Shay who looked like he was about to say something only for Ronald suddenly reach out and slap him with a glove. "And challenge you... to a duel!?!?" he screamed as Y/n and Shay looked at each other than at Ronald"Are you serious?" the Irishman snorted but the brown haired man started rambling pistols at dawn and all that, before Shay sighed calmly lifted  his left hand like he was going to ask a question.

Ronald quieted down to hear what the Irishman had to say only to get a palm-Strike to the forehead knocking Ronald flat on his arse, the gray eyed man rolled around on the floor holding his forehead and wailing all while the couple shook their heads at the spectacle.

"I thought your father was exaggerating, when he wrote you were being tormented by a man-child." Shay said as they stepped over the rolling man, Y/n clung to his arm affectionately. "Oh, Shay you know my father's bad at jokes." she stated as they when to somewhere private to be reacquainted. From then on, Ronald. Who was sporting a ridiculous bruise on his forehead started behaved himself and take his job seriously (Shay had few words with him) stayed away from Y/n and was best warn any other potential suitors of her scary husband to be.

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Edward:

They weren't together per say... mainly due to Edward's wife Caroline and Y/n respected that boundary no matter how much it hurt, But that still didn't stall the bubbling rage Edward felt the second redheaded man sat down next to Y/n taking up much of her attention away from him, he watched at the man said something that made his lass laugh...

Edward's lips curled into a snarled and averted his eyes to look at his ale not even paying attention to the barmaid who kept trying to get him to look at her and left in a huff when Edward wouldn't budge, Then Edward noticed something was askew in Y/n's voice her laughter seemed tight and forced, Edward swallowed pride and looked back at the the Y/hc who disappeared from her original spot he scanned the tavern and found her a few tables down from his, he grimaced seeing the y/nat woman squirming in in her seat as she shrugged the red haired man's arm off her for what seemed to be the umpteenth time on her end.

The assassin Y/n tried move away Red would follow her and plant himself right next to her. Finally Edward had enough the next time Y/n went to find somewhere to sit the assassin nodded at a few of his crew to sit up and start walking around in a cluster effectively blocking Red's view of Y/n.

Edward took this opportunity to grab her arm and pulled Y/n into his lap and shushed her, just as his men sat back down, they sat back to chest as Edward's larger frame hid Y/n from the Red haired man who looked around the tavern confused before noticing Edward.

"Oy mate you see where that tarty bar wrench went?" Y/n felt a growl rumble in Edward's chest Next thing she knew Adéwalé​​​​​​​ had lifted her out of Edwards lap she heard Red let out a girly "Eep!" as the blond pirate suddenly grabbed him by his collar and had pinned to the counter down by the back of his neck.

"That Lady is named Y/n and she no wrench, if I see you any of your friends near her again." Edward unsheathed his hidden blade and lowered it towards the red haired man's crotch. "I will cut your instruments off and feed em' to a shark, do you understand?" 

Red went ghost white and nodded before Edward threw him of the counter. "Good. Now get out of my sight!" the blond hissed retracting his blade Red did as he was told before Edward grabbed his tankard gulped down his ale and got Y/n out of that tavern and back to the Jackdaw to help Y/n get Red's stench of her.  

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Shaun: Takes place in AC III:  before heading to the temple the Assassin's had stopped off in a very small rural town that acted as a base for the american assassin branch almost everyone in this town was an Assassin. Reader is a Civilian who got pulled into their group by accident.

They were in the laundromat/pizza parlor waiting for food and their spare clothes to dry, when Rebbeca alerted Shaun to Y/n's situation seems his girlfriend (no matter how much he denies it) has attracted a very unwanted guest, Shaun looked up from his lap top to see what Rebecca was prattling on about to see Y/n at her washing machine being hounded by a pimply faced teen who looked 16-19 years old who was getting very lewd and grabby with his unwanted flirting.

Desmond shot the British man a look and mumbled "say something to the little creep!" a Shaun lips formed a thin line as he observed them for a moment before going back to his computer seemingly not caring what was happening, Rebecca and Desmond were taken aback by this seemingly cold act  they wondered if they had it wrong and that Shaun and Y/n weren't together?

Desmond was about to go scare the guy off, when Suddenly there was a shriek Y/n's back was pressed up the machine she held her arms against her chest, her bra strap were slipping of which pretty much told her friends that the perv had unhooked and tried to pull her bra off, Desmond got up  only for Shaun to speed walk passed him with an eerily calm look on his face.

Rebecca and Desmond watched Shaun take his jacket off give it Y/n before turn to the teen who took a swing at the bespectacled assassin who dodged grabbed the boy's free arm spun him around pinned him to the wall, Shaun had the boy arm twisted painfully around his back. The blond's face was still eerily calm as he whispered something to the boy who's face contorted into horror before Shaun let him go the boy ran out of the Laundromat. 

Shaun check on Y/n  who went back her laundry and went back to Rebecca and Desmond who were gawking at the brit curiously. "What...What ya say to the little creep?" Rebecca dared to ask as Desmond went over Y/n to keep watch while awkwardly eyeing Shaun.

"I told Carmen Schultz, if he didn't back off now I was going to break into his house; 7555 Dune street , and I was going scope out his eyes with a melon-baller and then his rich parents would have to get him a eye pig to dragged his blind ass around town." 

"Why a pig?"

"He's allergic to dogs."

"...Okay, I'm going to write a reminder for D to never to hit on Y/n."

Shaun just huffed and went back to his research as William returned from the the used car-lot with their new van.

[kisstheassassins]

How would Shaun, Clay, Desmond and Connor feel about having an outgoing s/o who dances?

Shaun

You are adorable.

But if you can, save the dancing for at home. He’s shy when it comes to such activity.

If you can’t contain yourself however, he’ll simply sit back and watch you, smiling and chuckling. You’re too cute.

And watching you at home he can’t stop watching. He might even join you, nothing too drastic though. A few spins and dips, a couple kisses in between.

Clay 

Probably taking pictures of you when you’re too busy doing your stuff.

Maybe even a few vids.

You’re too cute. 

He might not get down in public like you do but he will twirl you and maybe do a little subtle jig but that’s it.

At home though, honestly it’s like he’s holding it in. He does the ‘dad’ dance, where nothing he does makes sense and he acts like an idiot.

You two have a great time though. 

Desmond

He’s the one to encourage the dancing honestly. 

He might just turn music on out of nowhere and you immediately boogie.

Def takes vids.

Desmond might not take to dancing but he sure as hell loves watching you.

Gets really shy if you ask him to dance with you, so don’t get upset if he refuses

Connor

He loves that you’re having a good time but, it does make him shy.

Connor isn’t really outgoing as you are, and he doesn’t wanna stop you from doing what you love but, if you can try to save the dancing for at home.

Like Desmond if you ask him to dance; 1. he doesn’t know how; 2. He’s a shy boi. So again, please don’t get upset if he refuses.

You are very adorable though to watch. Seeing you happy makes him happy.

[legacy-queen]

Text from a hidden location

[y/n],

How are you? Seeing you yesterday after so long made me realized that I have been missing you.

Even if, I am proud to see where you’re at. Your dream job, your dream house, even your dream dog. The thing is, I know you. You were smiling, but you weren’t happy. Yes, I have learned to see past the first impressions.

So what do you think about going for a tea, tomorrow? I could come pick you up at 10? We could spend the day together!

Shaun

(As always, gif’s not mine)

[marshmallow--3]

How the Assassins treat you after you've had a rough day.

Kassandra of Sparta:

You've been getting grief at work for dating a woman, and it really brings you down.

Kassandra picks you up from work one night, standing by her bike in the parking lot and smiling sweetly in your direction.

You're surrounded by the coworkers who've been harassing you, so naturally you start to worry about what's going to happen.

She skips over to you, greets you, tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear before kissing you in front of the bigots.

When she pulls away, you don't even know what to say, but she says plenty for you.

Turning to your coworkers, she adopts a sickly-sweet voice and croons, "If any of you have a problem, you're welcome to address your concerns to me."

Silence.

Even you'll admit how intimidating she looks with her biceps on show, her smile angelic yet her fingers cracking one another.

"Nothing? Then I suggest you apologise to Y/N for the grief you've been giving her."

Altaïr Ibn-LaʼAhad:

You've never had such a busy day. Muscles you didn't even know existed are aching, and you get the feeling no amount of heat rub will help.

Seeing you walk painfully into the living room where he's sat, he rises from the sofa and takes your hands into his, studying you.

"Come, Dove."

He joins you in the shower, his palms splaying over your wet skin in ways you could never dream of, pleasantly surprising you with his massage skills.

You very much doubt you'll be asking him to stop any time soon.

Ezio Auditore da Firenze:

You've been rushed off your feet all day, stumbling through your front door with a certain limp.

Ezio spies you, offering to help but you insist you're fine, making your way to the sofa where you collapse in the seat, kicking your shoes off and wiggling your feet by the fire.

Sinking to his knees in front of you, his thumbs skim over a pressure point, relaxing your muscles until they feel like jelly, treating you to his famous Auditore foot massage.

Closing your eyes and basking in the warmth of the fire and the wonderful, practiced ripples his fingers create, you smile, feeling more at peace than you can ever remember.

Ratonhnhaké:ton / Connor:

Your day has been non-stop, you've barely had a moment to yourself.

Connor comes home early and sees on the calendar that you've designated tomorrow, your only day off, as cleaning day.

He's having none of that, you deserve a day to relax. So he cleans the entire house while you're out, and has dinner prepared, still hot and steaming on the candlelit table when you arrive home.

Shay Cormac:

You've received some bad news lately, and have been far too busy running around to make sure everyone else is okay.

You come home to him holding a bunch of flowers, smiling warmly at you.

He's cooked seafood, his speciality, which fills the house with a deliciously salty smell.

Not to mention the hot bath that's waiting for you, which is the perfect temperature by the time you've finished eating.

Feeling completely drained, you fall asleep in the bath.

Shay comes to see what's taking you so long, and sees you fast asleep.

Shaking his head with a smile, he pokes your shoulder and coos for you to wake up, calling you a sleepyhead when your eyes flicker open, squinting in his direction.

After helping you to dry off, he carries you to bed and sings you to sleep while you drift in and out of slumber.

You manage to utter one word before exhaustion takes you.

"...love..."

Shay smiles, knowing exactly what you had intended to say, whispering it back in Gaelic before closing his eyes, your gentle breathing the best lullaby he could ask for.

Arno Dorian:

He takes one look at your face as he meets you in the hallway.

"Wine?"

"Wine."

Complete with you ranting on the sofa.

Arno listens keenly to your troubles, cuddling you as tightly and comfortably as possible.

Jacob Frye:

You get caught in the rain on your way home, getting drenched from head to toe when carriages decide to speed through the streets, splashing you with the puddles.

Hearing your sniffles, Jacob draws you a hot bath and helps you out of your wet clothes, preparing the fluffiest towels for you to drape yourself with afterwards.

While you're soaking in the bath, he raps on the door from the other side before entering, a mug in his hand.

"Cup of tea, love?"

Desmond Miles:

After working several late shifts, you're relieved to finally get off early, fully intending to return home and just sleep.

Desmond has drawn the curtains and turned all the lights off. Netflix is booted up and the coffee table is filled from corner to corner with snacks.

He lets you choose the movie. After all, his attention will be on you, his hands roaming your body and giving your ass gentle gropes, his nose buried in your sweet-smelling hair as he plants lazy kisses on your crown.

You're not one to complain about the distraction. That's the beauty of Netflix, you can always pick it up later.

Feeling re-energised from the popcorn and sweets, you tilt your head back and brush noses with him, smiling impishly.

Sofa sex it is.

Shaun Hastings:

It's been one of those days, one stressful thing happening after another. After another, after another.

You text him when you're on your way home, and he can clearly tell by your tone that you're not okay.

You arrive back to a quiet house. Soft music is playing from the bedroom / living room, and you creak the door open to find Shaun sitting in a pillow fort, welcoming you with open arms.

After giving you a brief tour of the fort, pointing out the fluffy cushions, blankets and stuffed toys, he offers to leave you alone should you want to be by yourself.

You shake your head, snuggling up close as he wraps his arms securely around your waist, informing you that the food shouldn't be too long.

Food?

He's only gone and ordered your favourite.

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Just some gifts to some good people 🎁

[thelifeofanassassin]

Valentines Day Week

Well I'm about to do a VERY impulsive thing. So Valentines day is coming up so why don't we do a thing. Why don't we do a Valentine's day week. I will involve NSFW (not complete smut it will be a fade to black or just something steamy; I can't write smut) and extremely fluffy fics. I will release some (maybe one) every day till Valentines day. Now here is the catch, there is a deadline for how many I will do. I will take 14 requests for this. Maybe more depending on how many I can write. That being said I would be updating more then once a day. Really its first come first serve, you must PM or send an Ask about: plot to the fic/scenario, steamy or fluffy, gender neutral reader or female, and the assassin you want. I would write for Male reader but I'm honestly horse shit at it. Please follow these very simple and easy rules:

Rules:

No yandere

Do not send me a detailed smutty request I will ignore and delete it

No poly relationships

I have the right not to accept your request if it makes me uncomfortable

That's its! Follow these rules and we won't have a problem. However I will still take valentines requests even after the 14 spots are taken. It will just take me longer to get yours out and will probably come out after valentines day. You may send me a request for more then one assassin and I'll make headcanons for them. These are the assassin's I will write for:

Assassin's

Ezio Auditore

Arno Dorian

Evie & Jacob Frye (older too)

Shaun Hastings (I know he's not but I write for him)

Desmond Miles

Altair

Kassandra

If you want to be tagged in a certain assassin's fic or in all of them, please tell me who and I'll tag you when the fic is up. Happy Valentines Week everyone!

[elsdaydreams]

“Stay there I’m coming to get you.” For Shaun Hastings, and maybe with neutral pronouns if you’d be willing? Thank you!

83. “Stay there, I’m coming to get you.”

Sorry this took forever, hope you enjoy! Also I think I kept it neutral, but if I didn’t I apologize!

When you had committed yourself to the brotherhood, you knew that when the time had come for your last moments on earth, there was no one that could save you. You knew that you couldn’t call the police, you knew you couldn’t expect your brothers to come be your knights in shining armor (assassins cloaked in darkness? lmao). Within the ever dwindling numbers in rank due to the persistent forces of the Templars, you recognized that lives couldn’t be spared for one person. You knew that when you signed up for this suicide mission, but when you were standing there alone, no one by your side, you couldn’t help but wish it was the opposite. Both Rebecca and Shaun were in your ear freaking out because there were more Templars coming up into the building, on top of the thirty to one ratio on the floor you were already in. It’s not that you weren’t capable, but they knew. Someone amongst your brotherhood must’ve known. That, or it was all a set up and your informant betrayed you. Naturally, as you were coming to these conclusions, Rebecca and Shaun were too. And, fuck, you were getting tired.

“Stay there, I’m coming to get you.” Shaun’s voice sounded so unsure, yet steady. He was right, there’s no way you could do this alone. Which meant there was only one outcome. Which really, really sucked.

You laughed breathily, “like hell you are Hastings. Stay put.”

“In sixty seconds twenty more of them are coming in,” Becca’s voice broke through. “They’re coming from the left wing stairs.”

You nodded your head, ducking behind a desk while they tried to formulate a plan. “Isn’t there construction on the left wing,” you asked.

A curt yes from Shaun was the reply. You moved as quietly from the right side of the floor, your blade ready to take down anyone in your way. If you could just make it to where the scaffolding started, you might have a semblance of a chance.

“Thirty seconds,” Shaun’s voice reminded. You tried to ignore how shaky it was. You were starting to run out of desks to hide behind as you got nearer to the left wing door.

“Ten seconds,” Rebecca whispered. “There’s no one on the floor yet, go now.”

You slammed the door open and ran towards the scaffolding. You were cutting it close on time, you could hear their footsteps make their way up the stairs. There was no time at all and you could feel death lurking. You prayed that it wasn’t yours. The first Templar made his way up the stairs, his gun pointed at you just as you made the halfway point to where the scaffolding began. With the momentum you had from running, you dropped to the floor and slid towards the edge of the building - just barely missing a bullet shot from the bastards gun. An intake of breath filled your ear as you gripped the pole of the scaffold, then the edge of the floor as you threw yourself down to the floor.

“Holy shit,” you breathed. Relieved laughs filled your ear now as they both released the breaths they were holding. You quickly made work of getting to the next lower floor. “Is there any way I could get a getaway car?”

“We’re already on the way,” Shaun assured.

[emzysimagines]

Being Shaun Hastings' girlfriend would include..

Request - Hey I wanted to ask if you could do a "being Shaun Hastings' girlfriend would include"? If you're interested of course.

Warnings - Slightly, triggering content. A few curse words and/or insults are in here.

A/N - I'm back, guys! Sorry for the wait!

Being sixteen's Lucy, minus the traitor part.

Having been taken by Abstergo since a very young age.

Being convinced by Abstergo that they totally work on human subjects for pure science.

Abstergo convincing you that Templars desire order.

Them leaving out how they want to enforce order.

a.k.a via slavery.

Slowly becoming sixteen's friend.

Him telling you and explaining to you what he sees - how he feels.

Having doubts about Abstergo.

Watching him fade.

Sixteen leaving you evidence and clues to trace.

Him knowing you were smart enough to go with tiny clues and hack past great firewalls.

Finding all, which he had seen.

Finding a video, which he had recorded for you.

The video is the last one of the glitches in AC II.

"I see myself as a Templar raping women, killing people and getting killed myself as an Assassin. I don't know who I am anymore. I'm tired."

"Run, (Y/N)."

Feeling scared to act, once you realize the Templars' true desires and realize what's right.

Going to the assassins after seeing all the data, Abstergo had, and all the data, they didn't have.

Lucy finding you.

Lucy introducing you to her little team - Shaun and Rebecca.

Staying in their secret hideout, as you didn't have anyone or anywhere and tech was your life.

Shaun being his snarky self.

Biting back at him whenever he decides to bitch about you.

Being Rebecca's favourite girl.

Your mind being like Rebecca's and Shaun's combined.

Being a strategist and having a deep look about everything.

Hacking into any computer, you predict Abstergo will use, before they even fully move into that headquarter.

Being so friendly to Desmond.

Him reminding you so much of Sixteen.

Always correcting Shaun's theories.

"What do you think happened? Of course, he never went back to the Villa. There was no way he would've ever gone back! He was attacked, his uncle was killed - only trauma waited for him."

"But his legacy waited for him. It was his home. It was where he had learned the ways of an Assassin. I think he definitely went back."

Shaun being annoyed by how you always bite back.

But impressed and a little turned on when your points and theories are proven.

Avoiding Desmond as best as you can.

Being emotional about going to Villa di Auditore, as you have seen Ezio's memories through Sixteen's eyes.

Shaun noticing your trauma.

Your hands trembling when you stand in front of the statue of Amunet, as you had always found her interesting when Sixteen told you of her.

Shaun grabbing one of your hand and giving you a small nudge.

Looking at him in disbelief at his actions.

"Don't look at me like that."

Shaun being your rock.

Him accidentally confessing that he's in love with you during one of his bitching fits at Desmond.

"It's, absolutely ridiculous! Because, you know what?! I'm in love with you!"

"What?"

"I love everything about you. You're smart and how you always seem to look ahead is brilliant. And don't even get me started on how you always outfoxing me with your little vixen theories. Though, I didn't think someone can do that, it's so hot."

Him being so embarrassed after he's done.

Taking off his glasses as his cheeks redden.

"Oh, dear..."

Grabbing his face and kissing him instead.

Part.2 coming up soooooon!

[assassins-writing]

Masterlist

Because my actual masterlist is... Well, it’s a mess, and the tags don’t always work. So... Here’s this thing. All the writings in one place! Beware of titles- they were all mostly unnamed, and I had to improvise :’) If the read more isn’t working on mobile, let me know, loves!

NOTE: This is a MASSIVE post. You’ve been warned. <3 I’ll make sure it gets updated every time new things get posted!

Last update: June 10th

Desmond Miles

Desmond being a dad.

Summary: Desmond and his son spend the day together. Introducing: Dadmond.

Lessons

Summary: Desmond teaches Y/N how to ride a motorbike. Fun?

Back to the Future day!

Summary: Wrote this on, you guessed it- Back to the Future day! Movie marathon with Y/N and Desmond.

Lazy days.

Summary: Desmond and Y/N are watching movies and honestly, someone can’t stay awake.

Relax.

Summary: Desmond is stressed. Y/N tries to help him in the only way she knows: video games.

A barista and a bartender walk into a bar..?

Summary: Desmond and Y/N finally go out together, after Desmond gathers some courage.

“Let me see.”

Summary: Y/N always keeps half her face covered for personal reasons. Desmond finally talks her into letting him see her full face.

Circle of life.

Summary: Desmond loses his wife, and he’s heartbroken, but he’s still eager to meet his son. 

The Time Travel AU

Summary: Desmond and his twin, Y/N, go back in time to meet their grandfather.

Dadmond headcanons. <3

Circle of life, part 2.

Summary: Desmond spending time with his son and granddaughter.

“I thought you were dead.”

Summary: Desmond isn’t... dead. Y/N refuses to believe it- can ya blame her?

Altair:

Sleep. 

Summary: Altair’s daughter can’t sleep, so he climbs into the crib with her- and regrets it soon after. Modern AU

On getting thrown into the future, and breakups.

Summary: Altair and Ezio are Y/N’s ancestors, and she goes through a breakup. Modern AU 

Speeding ticket

Summary: Cop!Altair pulls Y/N over, somehow ends up with a date.

“Have you lost your damn mind!?”

Summary: Altair can’t sleep, and finds himself going to Y/N for some support.

Wingspan

Summary: Altair likes picking on his short girl. ‘Bout it :’)

Fun night out.

Summary: Altair gets drunk. Y/N finds out, real quick, that he’s a total sap when he’s drunk.

“You can sit on my lap, if you want.”

Summary: There’s nowhere to sit at the theater. Altair finds a solution!

Love Story

Summary: Altair’s girls, Phoenix and Raven, ask him once again about how he and their mother met. (Look this is really cute and I’m proud of it???)

“Those are my BABIES.”

Summary: Phoenix and Raven get separated from their father. ALtair then finds out that his girls are little bad asses.

“So what if I have a broken arm, I’m still doing it!”

Summary: Altair breaks his arm. He’s still a little shit, and Y/N might want to break his other arm.

Ezio Auditore da Firenze

Silver Fox

Summary: Ezio’s finally home! Fluff follows. <3

‘Hold my hand, and jump.’

Summary: Ezio is teaching Y/N how to do the leap of faith. Y/N is scared, but he reassures her.

Ezio and Flavia

Summary: literally just dad!Ezio and his lil’ lady. <3

New hair?

Summary: Y/N dyes her hair and wants to know what Ezio thinks.

‘Wanna dance?’

Summary: Carnivale has rolled around! Ezio finds his dancing partner among the crowd.

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

Summary: Exactly what it sounds like. While waiting on Y/N, Ezio... Ezio decides to be a little shit. 

“Kiss me.”

Summary: Just... Kisses.

Scars.

Summary: Ezio notices Y/N’s self harm scars and he reassures her that he’s there for her, and things can feel better.

Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor Kenway

Papa Bear!Connah

Summary: Y/N is pregnant, and someone in the city almost makes her fall. Connor gets a little irritated.

Lil’ Charlotte

Summary: Connor finally holds his daughter for the first time after she was born. Straight up FLUFF.

Generic zombie AU.

Summary: Exactly what the title says.

Snowy days.

Summary: Again, just what the title says! Playing in the snow with Connah.

“Please, don’t leave me.”

Summary: Connor’s afraid Y/N will leave. She reassures him that she’s not going anywhere. Little bit of angst, little bit of fluff.

“It could be worse.”

Summary: Connor comes home from a mission hurt. Y/N is there for support.

The one where Y/N cheats.

Summary: Y/N CHEATS ON CONNOR WITH HAYTHAM. THAT’S ALL THAT NEEDS TO BE SAID.

First words

Summary: Lil’ Charlotte speaks her first words! Connah is stoked!

“We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?”

Summary: N/A. Title contains errythang.

Love Triangle

Summary: Shay x Reader x Connah. College AU!

“It’s not what it looks like…”

Summary: Connor is just... The best dad, ever. He spends the day with Charlotte and cuteness happens.

Telling TOKW!Connah he’s handsome - GIF imagine

Taking care of a sick!Connah

Summary: As a result of playing in the snow, Connor wakes up sick the next morning. Y/N takes care of him.

Being Connor’s first kiss - GIF imagine

Teen!Connor embarrassing himself to impress Y/N - GIF imagine

College days

Summary: Connor meets Y/N while waiting for a class. College AU!

Papa!Connah headcanons <3

“Just breathe.”

Summary: Connor has a nightmare, but Y/N is there, so things get better quick.

“Let’s adopt twenty cats together and treat them like our children.”

Summary: Y/N wants all the cats. Connor agrees on one now, another later. Introducing: Revolver Kenway.

Edward Kenway:

Goin’ fishing

Summary: Edward teaches Y/N how to fish. 

Making a choice.

Summary: Caroline makes Edward choose between her, and Y/N.

“Hello there.”

Summary: Y/N meets Edward in a coffee shop. 

Terrible Twos

Summary: Modern!AU. Edward spends the day with a terror toddler Haytham.

Just... Cuteness.

Summary: Exactly what you’d think from the title!

“Come over here and make me.”

Summary: Edward being a little shit.

“Did you do that just for me? Aw, come here.”

Summary: Y/N made dinner! Edward loves it.

Late nights and video games

Summary: Y/N and Edward are up late. Y/N decides to play video games.

“I’ll always be here.”

Summary: Trigger warning. Y/N is suicidal and she tells Edward.

“I could outdrink you!”

Summary: Y/N says she can outdrink Edward. Lil’ list of headcanons!

Arno Dorian

On parenting fails, and cute moments.

Summary: Arno is left to take care of the baby. He kind of fails, but he’s trying and that’s what makes it so damn cute.

“Come back.”

Summary: Arno worrying before his lovebug goes away on a mission.

Breakfast

Summary: Arno makes Y/N breakfast.

Insecurities

Summary: Y/N’s insecurities rear their ugly head, and she starts feeling bad about herself. Arno is there for lots of love, and support.

Confessing your feelings to Arno - GIF imagine

“Bring her back.”

Summary: Y/N is on a mission. Arno is talking to himself, about her safe return.

“Let’s just stay here all day. Yeah, that sounds good.”

Summary: Arno and Y/N spend a lazy day together.

Evie Frye

Gift shopping

Summary: Y/N is trying to get a gift for Evie that she’ll like. Jacob tags along to verify if his sister would like it or not. Fluff between Evie and Y/N follows.

Dynamic Duo

Summary: Evie and Y/N are fighting together and things... Things go great.

Jacob Frye (or, ‘THIS MOTHERFUCKER’ and ‘Fuckstick Frye’ as I call him)

On sleepy dads, and not sleepy babies

Summary: Jacob is clueless when left alone with the baby. He figures it out, though!

Jacob with his newborn - Mini ramble

Christmas

Summary: Lame title is lame. Christmas is a week away, and Jacob is being nosy.

“I don’t know if I want to punch him...”

Summary: Y/N shaves off Jacob’s eyebrows because he just... He’s such a pain in the ass. Things end up going great, though!

“You can sit on my lap, if you want.”

Summary: There’s just... Nowhere to sit at the party. Enter stage right, Jacob being cocky.

Knight in shining... Top hat?

Summary: Y/N finds herself in a super sticky situation. Thinking that things are going to end bad, she prepares for it, but doesn't expect Jacob to swoop in to save the day.

Healing

Summary: Y/N gets thrown from the carriage, and as the name implies, Jacob is there to help her get better.

Not so sneaky

Summary: Jacob leaves a trail of hay on the train. Luckily for him, Y/N is there to help clean up!

Diamond Dog

Summary: Y/N’s old dog passes away. She’s understandably upset, and Jacob is there for her.

“I need you.”

Summary: Jacob has a minor anxiety attack. Luckily, Y/N is there to help soothe him.

Ah Tabai

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

Summary: Just what the title says! Ah Tabai catches Y/N staring at him again, and the two of them have a chat.

Yusuf Tazim

Days of doing nothing.

Summary: Yusuf is done training with Ezio, and he finally gets to spend the day with Y/N.

“Until the end of time.”

Summary: Y/N is feeling down about herself, and Yusuf reassures her that she’s perfect and he cares so much about her.

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

Summary: The air conditioner has quit working. Yusuf found a quick solution.

Pierre Bellec

On a rooftop in Paris

Summary: Just a relaxed night with Pierre.

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

Summary: Exactly what the title says! Pierre catches Y/N staring at him... A lot.

Charles Vane

Nights on the beach

Summary: Quiet time with Charles Vane. It’s just him and Y/N. Charles is low-key smooth.

Napoleon Bonaparte

“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

Summary: Snow days = snowball fights. Napoleon didn’t expect Y/N to have a damn good aim.

Shaun Hastings

Such an ass.

Summary: Shaun is being an ass and giving Y/N hell for everything.

“I think I’m in love with you.”

Summary: Y/N admits some feelings to Shaun, he thinks she’s joking. She’s not joking.

All the assassins (preferences and such!)

The one where long hair is an issue

Summary: Someone clogged the drain and... Y/N is just pissed.

Birthdays

Summary: It’s Y/N’s birthday, and she gets to spend it with her favorite boys!

Handling depression - Preference

Shay Cormac

Quiet words.

Summary: Shay is spending some time with his wee girl. Lots of whispered words and pride from a happy papa.

On nightmares, and those who help

Summary: A nightmare wakes Shay up in the middle of the night. He’s scared, but Y/N is right there to help him.

When you can’t flirt...

Summary: Self explanatory. Shay can’t flirt to save his life.

First steps.

Summary: Shay and lil’ Abigail. Abbey starts walking, and she takes a little tumble.

Sick on the sea.

Summary: Y/N is sick. Shay teases her a little bit, but ends up taking care of her.

Loss and new life.

Summary: Shay loses his wife while she’s giving birth to their child. He’s destroyed, but realizes a new light has entered his life- his daughter.

Loss and new life, part 2.

Summary: Shay and Abbey go to visit Y/N’s grave. 

“I’m right here.”

Summary: Y/N has an anxiety attack. Luckily, Shay knows just what to do to help her.

“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

Summary: Shay admits something that he hasn’t wanted to tell Y/N. He’s afraid of the outcome.

“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”

Summary: Y/N faints and Shay just... He’s an ass about it. It’s all in good fun, though!

Being an artist

Summary: Y/N loves drawing on everything. Shay lets her draw on everything. Feelings are admitted.

Misplaced blame.

Summary: Shay had always been a little shit to Y/N. But after Lisbon, he’s beating himself up, and is a changed man. Y/N is there for support, though. Assassin!Shay.

The one where Shay needs some support.

Summary: Shay’s angry after Lisbon- who can blame him? But, Y/N is a sweetheart, and she’s there to help calm him down and keep him from leaving the Brotherhood.

Haytham Kenway

Quiet nights with the Grand Master

Summary: Y/N spends some time with Haytham. Male!Reader

Thomas Hickey

Like a songbird

Summary: Y/N is singing, and Thomas hears her for the first time.

[marshmallow--3]

How your Assassin F/O reacts to seeing you in shorts for the first time (modern AUs):

Ezio Auditore da Firenze:

It's date night.

You match a pair of black scalloped shorts with a bold-coloured sleeveless blouse and a simple pair of heels.

His eyes are drawn to your thighs.

After calling his name repeatedly, he finally responds.

"My God, you look classy tonight."

You tuck a strand of hair behind your ear and squeal inwardly.

"You don't look too bad yourself," you wink, sauntering ahead of him towards your table.

Edward Kenway:

Having just woken up, you're only wearing a vest top with a pair of cotton shorts.

You're washing a cup in the kitchen when he spies you and decides to creep up on you, giving your ass a meaty slap.

Shrieking, you turn around and swat him on the chest with a tea towel.

His lips wobble, biting back laughter.

He holds his hands up in surrender.

"Just testing your reflexes, luv."

You narrow your eyes in disbelief, which he responds to with a gesture of a cross over his heart.

"I've got my eye on you, Kenway."

Ratonhnhaké:ton:

"It's so hotttt. Why is it so hottttt."

You fan yourself with both hands, slumping onto the sofa as you wait for Ratonhnhaké:ton to be ready to leave.

You're wearing a cute pair of denim shorts with lacy daisies on the pockets and a floral camisole.

Walking into the front room, he stops dead in his tracks, visibly blushing at the sight of you.

Raising your head, your eyebrows crease at his silence.

"What's wrong?"

He gestures at your lower half.

Looking down, the penny drops.

"Oh. Do you want me to cover up?"

"No!"

Oh no, what if I sounded too forceful.

"No, I like it. Not that it matters whether I like it, but I just--"

He rambles on, causing you to rise to your feet with a chuckle, taking your hands into his and kissing him sweetly on the lips to shush him.

"Thank you."

You watch his Adam's apple bob before he manages to respond, "You're welcome."

Desmond Miles:

Having worked in a bar, Desmond has seen all sorts of skimpy outfits involving shorts.

But this is not one of them.

You're wearing a simple pair of denim shorts with a chunky black belt and one of Desmond's t-shirts tucked loosely under the belt.

He can't help smiling at how well you rock the look, unfazed by the t-shirt theft that has befallen him.

Gathering you into his arms, he peppers your crown with kisses and tells you, "fuck, you're beautiful".

Shaun Hastings:

He's a gentleman who tries to maintain eye contact, but your legs are really flaunted in the vertically-striped romper you wear.

You notice him pushing his glasses up more than usual.

"Is something wrong?"

It's probably the first time you've seen him be lost for words, he always has some sassy retort prepared.

Shaking his head, he lines his hands up at your hips and ducks his head down for an urgent yet entirely fervent kiss.

You pull away, breathless, blushing, your heart racing in your chest.

Squeezing your hips gently, he bores his eyes into yours and whispers against your lips, "I love you, Y/N."

"I-I love you too."

"Well that certainly helps."

There's that sass.

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[thelifeofanassassin]

I'm really bad with coming up with angst situations but could you pretty please write something for Shaun? I hope this isn't too vague 🙇

I always have some angst up my sleeve daring! Please enjoy! Angst Requests

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‘I will always love

you, darling’

“This is it, isn’t it?”

Tears clouded your vision as you looked at Shaun. Your heart felt like it was shattering, breaking into a million pieces. You knew this was coming, hell you’ve known for a long time. It was just something you never wanted to happen.

“We have to go our separate ways,” Shaun spoke, his throat tightening

“We don’t, we can work this out. Please….”

Tears slipped down your face as you reached for him only for him to turn away. You couldn’t tell if he really meant it or not, dammit you loved the man for than anything!! You couldn’t let him go, not like this.

“Shaun-”

“Don’t you see! I never loved you! So, stay away from me!” Shaun shouted never turning around

You stood there frozen to the spot. He walked away as you fell to your knees, tears streaming down your face. Only you weren’t the only one crying. Shaun had tears falling from his eyes as well as he walked away. It wasn’t true he loved you more then he could say, but he had to do this to keep you safe. He disappeared from your life, forever.

‘I never loved you’

[thelifeofanassassin]

Here's your angst! >:3 So, Shaun Rebecca, Galina and Reader are looking for the Shroud and in Otso's ambush, Galina and Reader are protecting Shaun and Becs but Reader gets shot and dies in Shaun's arms. Or they all die, idk, do your magic

Two requests done in one night ain’t to bad! I hope you like this Anon! This is also my first time writing for Shaun! Angst Requests

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“No, no, no! Stay with me (Y/n)!” Shaun spoke as he cradles you in his arms

It all happened so quickly, one moment you’re trailing them, then the next hour laying in Shaun’s arms. A searing pain shot through your whole body, clouding your thoughts. The only thing that was clear to you was Shaun, the man you fell hopelessly in love with. Not the yelling next to you, nor the shots that continued to fire around you. You were protecting Shaun and Rebecca along with Galina when the fighting started.

“I don’t regret it, none…of it. This is…my time..” You

whispered out

“No, it’s not, we can still save you,” Shaun spoke

A small smile fell upon your lips as you started to get colder, more tired. You didn’t have much time left and the time you did have, you didn’t want to waste them. With all the strength you had left you lifted your hand and placed it on his cheek. He placed his hand on yours as tears gathered in his eyes. Slowly your vision started to go as your breathing slowed to almost a stop.

“I..love….you.”

“I love you too (Y/n), I always have.”

Slowly your breathing came to a stop as did the beating of your heart. You fell into a sleep you could never come back from. As for the man you left behind, you would never hear the heartbreaking scream he let out at the realization that he could never see the woman he loved again.

[marshmallow--3]

Imagine - going on a supply run with Shaun Hastings.

Written for and with the help of @balladofthesadcat . Thank you so much for all your help! 🥰♥️

You're not sure how you've managed it, but the two of you have successfully kept your relationship a secret from the group. And between how prying the members can be and the confined spaces you often find yourselves calling a base, it's a miracle no one has picked up on the subtle clues. The lingering brush of his fingers against yours whenever he passes you a file, the furtive glances in each other's direction, the softer way Shaun speaks to you in comparison to how he addresses the others.

Saying that, Desmond spends most of his time unconscious with his brain getting picked apart by the Animus, Rebecca has her eyes glued to the screen most hours of the day, and Lucy? You imagine her thoughts resemble a coding screen with how much hacking she does. No, it's probably the last thing on their minds.

But the walls are terribly thin, leaving you with barely enough privacy to steal kisses in a supply cupboard, let alone be as intimate as both of your nightly dreams taunt you with what could be.

As luck would have it, supplies are running low, so Shaun volunteers to head out. Concerned for his safety going out alone, Rebecca asks you to accompany him, dismissing you with a wave when you ask if they'll manage without you. Sighing, you slip a blade into the sheath attached to your boot and chase after Shaun, buckling yourself into the van. You shift your gaze over to him, noting the way he stares straight ahead, tapping his finger on the wheel before registering that you're ready, driving off in silence.

***

Time after time, you notice Shaun glancing in the rear-view mirror, his actions restless, making you hold your breath, your body as still as a statue.

"What is it? Abstergo?"

He doesn't respond, turning the wheel and heading down a dim alleyway, putting you completely on edge.

"Shaun?" You press, growing exasperated.

Shutting off the ignition, he turns to face you, his face catching a slither of moonbeam, his white skin glowing under the night's natural light. Seeing his relaxed expression calms your nerves a little, at least in the sense that you're not being chased by an enemy. But the way his eyes bore into yours, his mouth opening and closing as though waiting on the perfect line to come to him, has you feeling somewhat skittish.

Opting instead to express himself with actions, he cups your face and closes the distance between your lips, clumsily nudging the tip of your nose with his glasses. As the exchange grows more heated, fog steaming up on his lenses, you cling onto your qualms and voice them as his lips brush over your jaw.

"What if the others start to worry?"

Peppering your neck with kisses, he lists, "Traffic was a nightmare." Kiss. "There was a queue at the store." Kiss. "Or maybe," he grazes his teeth over a sensitive spot on your neck, lifting his head to meet your gaze. "I just wanted to spend time with the woman I love."

Your heart thumps in your chest.

"You can't tell them the last one."

"No, but I can tell you."

Half a beat passes before your lips collide in a fury of passion, frantically stealing gulps of air between the smooth rolls of your lips, your tongue tracing his in a carnal dance of appendages.

You somehow communicate the need to move to the back of the van, though you're both loath to do the sensible thing and break the kiss while you move positions. Shaun shrugs his outer jacket off and lies it down on the cold plywood floor, letting you lay down yourself without shivering.

He kicks his shoes and socks off while you tug at his jumper, a fruitless endeavour with everything that's going on. After unzipping your boots with you toeing your socks off thereafter, he unbuckles his belt and shimmies his trousers down to his thighs.

Your fingers fumble with the zip of your jeans, your tongue probing deeper into his mouth with a sultry moan. In lifting your hips, you allow him to tug your pants down your thighs, where he scrunches the fabric and throws it behind him.

Unzipping your hoodie, you draw his attention towards your chest. Sucking on your tongue one final time, he departs your lips and litters kisses down your neck, sucking instead on the hollow of your throat with gentle nibbles that tear mewls from your lips.

He palms your breasts through your tank top, squeezing them boldly. Tugging the flimsy fabric over your bra, which in turn is hiked over your breasts, he exposes them in all their glory, his breath catching - it has been quite a while since he last had the pleasure, his thumb idly tracing a rosy brown nipple as he sighs at the wonderful curves of cleavage. Soft, supple and nothing short of enticing.

His head dips down, his mouth engulfing a nipple and sucking with just enough pressure that it hardens under his care, deliberate laps of his tongue maintaining its erect state. You find yourself squirming from the hot puffs of air that fan over your skin, warming you as a tendril of pleasure rises through your centre.

He discards his briefs while you shuffle your knickers down your legs, feeling it tangle around one ankle. The indulgently sweet smell of your arousal hits the air upon the nudity of your lower half. Fumbling with a pocket in the jacket underneath you, he produces a condom between his nimble fingers. He tears the seam of the packet and rolls the rubber sheath over his cock, bracing his arm by the side of your head and kissing you breathless.

One peek has your body pleasantly trembling; the erotic sight of Shaun half-dressed, looking uncharacteristically disheveled and stroking his cock as he nudges closer to you has you dipping your fingers into your sex, accumulating your arousal on your fingertips to show him.

"Holy hell," he grumbles, bumping his nose against yours and breathing against your lips.

He presses his cock into you, gingerly withdrawing and inching his way inside, should you find the intrusion painful. Fidgeting underneath him, your breath hitches upon feeling his thighs tap yours, his pelvis flush against your mound. Time seems to come to a standstill, the earthy green of his eyes, the soft pink of his lips, the unkempt poof of hair the only things that matter in your world.

For a moment, however brief, there's no danger, no living in hiding, no grumpy coworkers waiting for their damn yoghurts. Just the two of you, ready to submit to the pleasure and lose yourselves to a higher plane of reality.

His thumbs stroke circles at your hips, rocking only fractionally until he's certain you're not in pain. Upon confirming this, he pulls his hips back and experimentally fills you with his full length, driving deep and eliciting a series of whimpers from your touch starved self.

Feeling at ease knowing you're okay, he shifts your thigh to the side so he can grind up against you with passionate snaps of his hips. You soon find yourself babbling his name, your hands bracing the back of the seat above your head.

Between the delectable stretch of his cock and the glorious friction burning along your sensitive walls, you begin to leak juices with every thrust. The intimate way his eyes bore into your soul and read every minor twitch of your lips, every gleam in your eyes, ensuring not a second goes by where you're not in pleasure, simply drives you wild.

Removing his glasses, Shaun buries his face in the crux of your shoulder, shuddering in disbelief of how wonderfully tight you feel. In mewling his name, he huffs several times, snapping his hips into yours and zoning out the sound of the van squeaking under his frenzied thrusts.

Your hands run down the smooth plane of his back, fingers relishing the soft touch of wool before grasping handfuls of warm skin, digging your nails into his ass lightly. You kick your underwear off your ankle, hooking both feet over his legs to trap him close to you.

Your fingers massage his buttocks, timing the kneads with the determined gyrating of his hips. White light begins to flood your vision, shudders rushing through your body when you find yourself keening, "More."

You're not sure what you're asking for exactly, but Shaun kneels upright, his hands sliding to your hips as he pulls you onto each thrust. Between the uneven breaths he emits, the choppy snaps of your hips meeting and the thrilling realisation that everything you're experiencing is real, you find yourself crying out a little louder than you were anticipating, quickly shooting both hands to your mouth as you attempt to muffle the reverberant din of your orgasm.

As your hazy delirium settles, you sense he's not quite there, helping him as best as you can with your limbs numb and tremoring. You will your muscles to squeeze around his length, your nails scratching down his forearms, followed by his stomach.

It seems he has other intentions, licking his thumb as you would turning a page of a book, pressing it to your clit and rubbing calculated circles. Your eyes roll back at the contact, inwardly cursing him for working your body so well, outwardly moaning his name in a way that showers him with unspoken praise.

You soon find yourself teetering on the edge of another orgasm, and with it approaching so soon after your previous one, an ache forms in your stomach, the pressure of a lead-like weight as tight as it is pleasurable.

Shaun soothes you, his British accent low and purring, "Good girl, good girl."

His name is a chant on your lips, your body squirming as you ride out your pleasure. Closing your eyes, you find yourself gripping the floor for dear life, ahhs spilling from your lips as you tighten around him with several jets of come gushing over his cock.

"I'm gonna pull out," he warns, muffling his grunts by biting his lower lip.

After half a dozen or so thrusts, he withdraws his cock and you feel it pulse against your thigh, the pleasant twitching along with his scrunched-up face the only indicators of his orgasm.

You lie beneath him with your forearm draped over your eyes, breathing heavily and blushing at how much you came. Coming down from your high, you register a cold dampness coating your inner thighs, your bare skin adhering to Shaun's jacket under you. He busies himself with disposing of the filled condom, before returning to you with a sweet kiss to the bridge of your nose.

"You look beautiful, my dear."

His comment earns him a playful slap on the chest. You've never been one to take compliments like that, certain you'd blush more if such a thing were possible. After he captures your offending wrist, peppering it with kisses to the point you're writhing and giggling under him, swatting him all the more to free you from his hold, you sigh upon spying the time on his watch.

"We should get back."

The words felt like acid in your mouth. You hadn't wanted to raise it, yearning for just a little more time alone with him, but it certainly isn't fair to have the others worry about your well-being. Shaun seems to share your despair, nodding and stroking your face affectionately, his eyes reflecting the love he feels for you mixed with the dejection in the evening coming to an end. Pressing a final lingering kiss to your lips, he smiles upon parting and brushes his thumb over your cheek dotingly.

"I love you, Y/N. Truly I do, I couldn't imagine my life without you there to make it brighter."

Lumps form in your throat. "I love you too, Shaun. I--" You pause, words failing to come to you.

His eyes light up, dazzling like diamonds, hearing enough from the tone of your voice to know the feeling is entirely mutual. Bumping his nose against yours, he nuzzles you, whispering, "It's okay, I know."

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[emzysimagines]

Being Shaun Hastings' Girlfriend Would Include... | 2

Part. I

A/N - Why do I only do unhappy endings when it comes to headcannons? Why am I so horrible?

Warnings - One curse word. Unsatisfactory and I feel bad for it.

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Having Shaun wrapped around your pinky.

Staying up until late at night to make sure the Templars are far away when you're all at Villa di Auditore.

Falling asleep on your uncomfortable chair.

Shaun picking you up and setting you on your makeshift couch.

Covering you up and holding your hand as you sleep.

Desmond catching you redhanded after you had avoided him for a few days.

Explaining to him why.

"...You just remind me of him so much."

Him being nervous after fully knowing what had happened to Sixteen.

"Did it... Did it hurt?"

Becoming best buddies.

You and Shaun still going back and forth at each others.

Because he wouldn't stop picking on Desmond but, you had a protective stance towards your bestie.

And because your relationship is built on trust, loyalty, tech, science and competition.

Learning about the world's end would really decrease your arguments a little.

Juno's 'den' giving you the creeps.

Always being cold and sad in it.

Shaun asking about it.

"I remember Juno... Clay, he- He met her a few times."

Spending more time around Rebecca, as you thought she needed more support than Bill or Shaun.

The texts of Juno increasing your fear.

Going to Shaun when your fear gets the best of you.

Your relationship being based on silence in that very moment as you watch him pace around.

"Shaun..."

Him whipping around to look at you as he heard your soft voice.

"I'm scared."

"Me, too."

Fixing your relationship as the two of you share your thoughts together.

"Altair wrote about the first Templar... I can't help but, think that this could be one of them."

Agreeing with Shaun for once.

Your paranoia giving you insomnia.

So, you drag get Shaun to sleep with you at night.

Shaun becoming more affectionate as time passes.

When the time comes for you to open the gate, Shaun turns to you to grab your face in his hands.

"Listen... I know, I'm as hard and cold as a brick wall but, I need you to know that no matter what happens, today; I love you. And I have been honoured to have worked with you and I am so lucky to have gotten the chance to love you."

"I love you, Shaun. For years, I've run but, you... You're my safe haven."

Him hugging you, tightly to his chest.

Burying his face in your hair as you bury yours in his chest.

Tears.

So many emotions.

So much love.

And it was in that moment, that you find out that Shaun Hastings was a cuddly bear.

Trying to convince Desmond not to accept Juno's offer.

Shaun taking your side, as he had learned that his girl knows all.

Same with Rebecca and Bill.

However, that was the only moment, in which Desmond had an opposing opinion while Shaun fully backed you.

And it was in that moment, that he knew, he fucked up.

[marshmallow--3]

Marshmallow's Masterlist

[Under Construction]

Readers and Assassins can be read as any gender unless specified.

Fics

Desmond Miles

"On The Run" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Desmond Miles

Edward Kenway

Evie Frye

"Making Love" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Evie Frye

Ezio Auditore da Firenze

Jacob Frye

"Morning Sex" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Mirror" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Comfort" [Reader Discretion - murder]

Reader x Jacob Frye

"Who's a Good Girl?" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"The Red Tie" [NSFW]

Male!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Submission" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Mothering Sunday" [SFW - vague sex mention at the very end] TW - marriage, motherhood, pregnancy, children

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

Kassandra of Sparta

"Pancakes" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Kassandra of Sparta

"Yassou" [SFW]

Female!Reader x Kassandra of Sparta

Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor

"Connor's First Time" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor

"Konnorónhkhwa" [SFW] TW - mention of death

Reader x Ratonhnhaké:ton/Reader

"Words of Solace" [Reader Discretion - nudity] TW - mention of death, mourning

Female!Reader x Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor

"A Lazy Afternoon" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor

"Camping Trip" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor

Shaun Hastings

Shay Cormac

"Shanties" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Shay Cormac

"A Captain's Welcome" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Shay Cormac

"Midnight on The Morrigan" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Shay Cormac

"Afternoon Delight" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Shay Cormac

Choose Your Assassin/Misc

"Oral" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Assassin

"Home From Work" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Male!Assassin

Headcanons

"Boyfriend or Oversized Cat?" [SFW]

(Features Jacob Frye, Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor, Shay Cormac)

"Sex with Assassins" [NSFW]

(Features Jacob Frye, Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor, Shay Cormac)

"Valentine's Day" [NSFW]

(Features Ezio Auditore)

"Valentine's Day" [Reader Discretion - sex mention]

(Features Jacob Frye, Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor, Shay Cormac)

"Fluffy Moments" [Reader Discretion - nudity]

(Features Jacob Frye, Ratonhnhaké: ton/Connor, Shay Cormac)

"Jacob as a Father" [SFW] TW - children

(Features Jacob Frye)

"Pregnant" [SFW] TW - pregnancy, children

(Features Jacob Frye, Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor, Shay Cormac)

"Date Night" [Reader Discretion - sex mention]

(Features Jacob Frye, Ezio Auditore, Desmond Miles, Edward Kenway, Kassandra of Sparta)

"Date Night" [NSFW]

(Features Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor)

"Adult Musings" [NSFW]

(Features Jacob Frye, Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor, Shay Cormac)

"Pregnant Sweetheart" [NSFW]

(Features Jacob Frye, Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor)

"Underwear" [Reader Discretion - nudity and sex mention]

(Features Jacob Frye, Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor, Shay Cormac)

"So What Do You Do For a Living?" [SFW]

(Features Kassandra of Sparta, Ezio Auditore, Edward Kenway, Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor, Jacob Frye, Desmond Miles, Rebecca Crane, Shaun Hastings)

"Mothering Sunday" [SFW] TW - motherhood, children

(Features Evie Frye)

"How the Assassins React to Seeing You In Shorts for the First Time" [SFW]

(Features Ezio Auditore, Edward Kenway, Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor, Desmond Miles, Shaun Hastings)

"Ratonhnhaké:ton's Birthday" [NSFW]

(Features Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor)

"Cuddle Aesthetics" [NSFW] TW - mention of children

(Features Jacob Frye, Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor, Shay Cormac)

Imagines

Edward Kenway

"Afterglow Banter" [Reader Discretion - sex mention]

Female!Reader x Edward Kenway

"Spilt Rum" [NSFW]

Reader x Edward Kenway

"Surprise" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Edward Kenway

Haytham Kenway

"Exhibition Tendencies" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Haytham Kenway

Jacob Frye

"Daughter of a Templar" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Happy Valentine's Day, Love" [NSFW]

Reader x Jacob Frye

"Fealty" [Reader Discretion - finger amputation] TW: depression

Reader x Jacob Frye

"Hotel Room" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Older!Jacob Frye

"Phone Sex" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Gatecrash" [Reader Discretion - sex mention]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Good Morning" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Lewd Maid" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Welcome Home" [NSFW]

Reader x Jacob Frye

"Day at the Park" [SFW] TW: children, marriage

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Slow and Sensual" [NSFW]

Reader x Jacob Frye

"Older Man" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"First Date" [NSFW]

Reader x Jacob Frye

"Attagirl" [NSFW]

Female! Reader x Jacob Frye

"Home Alone" [NSFW]

Reader x Jacob Frye

"Anvil" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"A Painful Goodbye" [Reader Discretion - injury]

No ship

"Home Sweet Home" [SFW] TW - marriage, children

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Bad Weather" [SFW]

Reader x Jacob Frye

"I-Spy" [SFW] TW - children

No ship

"Squirt" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Relaxing Night" [Reader Discretion - making out]

Reader x Jacob Frye

"Tucking the Kids In" [SFW] TW - children

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Waking Up" [SFW]

Reader x Jacob Frye

"Post-coital Cuddles" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Older!Jacob Frye

Kassandra of Sparta

"Long Night of Passion" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Kassandra of Sparta

Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor

"I Heard You" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor

"Dirty Dreams" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor

"Sweet Dreams" [SFW]

Reader x Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor

"Virgin Connor" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor

Shay Cormac

"Storm Sex" [NSFW]

Female!Reader x Shay Cormac

"A Walk by the Docks" [SFW]

Female!Reader x Shay Cormac

"Penguins" [SFW]

Female!Reader x Shay Cormac

"Shower Cuddles" [SFW]

Reader x Shay Cormac

Choose Your Assassin/Misc

"Storm Fluff" [Reader Discretion - nudity]

Reader x Male!Assassin

"Worship" [NSFW]

Reader x Assassin

"Winter Rain" [Reader Discretion - nudity]

Reader x Male!Assassin

"Childhood Sweethearts" [SFW]

Reader x Assassin

"Relationship Angst" [Reader Discretion - injury]

Reader x Assassin

"Polyamory" [Reader Discretion - sex mention]

Reader x Assassin x Assassin

"Ice Cubes & Blindfolds" [NSFW]

Reader x Assassin

"Eagle Vision" [SFW]

No ship

"Carnival" [SFW] TW - misogyny, catcalling

Female! Reader x Male!Assassin

"Housebound" [SFW]

Reader x Assassin

"Finished Chores" [Reader Discretion - sex mention]

Reader x Assassin

"Train Nap" [SFW]

Reader x Assassin

Conversations

Jacob Frye

"You Did This" [SFW] TW: pregnancy

Pregnant!Reader x Jacob Frye

"The Walls Are Thin, Dearie" [Reader Discretion - sex mention]

Reader x Jacob Frye

"Sparring Banter" [SFW]

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye

"Top Hat" [NSFW]

Reader x Jacob Frye

"Which One?" [NSFW]

Reader x Jacob Frye

Requests

These are ideas that I submitted to other writers. I want to make this perfectly clear that I am not the author of these and this is in no way me trying to claim credit. Full permission has been attained by each author.

Drabbles

Jacob Frye

Female!Reader x Jacob Frye [SFW] by @assassins-and-hidden-blades

Jacob, Reader and their child are at the park

Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor

Female!Reader x Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor [SFW] by @assassins-and-hidden-blades

Connor tries to babysit Reader's child

Headcanons

How the Assassins react to their child talking back [SFW] by @assassins-and-hidden-blades

(Features Alexios & Kassandra of Sparta, Bayek of Siwa, Altaïr Ibn-LaʼAhad, Ezio Auditor, Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor, Edward Kenway, Arno Dorian, Jacob & Evie Frye)

"Papa, where do babies come from?" [SFW] by @assassins-and-hidden-blades

(Features Ezio Auditore, Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor, Jacob Frye and Desmond Miles)