Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed [Fills]

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Adopted 17a/??

[(Anonymous)]

She purred, content and ignoring the noisy protests her kitten was making below her. Despite how happy she was on how much her kitten had grown, he was a noisy thing. She looked down impassively from her spot on the shelf, nested comfortably in a pile of leftover canvas that the not-cat kept piled there.

Her kitten was even bigger now, and she felt a surge of pride over that fact. She’d been wrong, and clearly staying with the not-cat had been the best decision she could have made. Her kitten was glaring at her, gold eyes sparking with anger and ears laid back against the long, dark head-fur he had.

“Damn it, cat! I don’t know how Leonardo ever tolerated you....”

She sniffed, not impressed with his little tantrum. Her kitten continued to scowl as he moved around the shelf and over to the wall. Her kitten’s head poked up above the shelf, gripping both the wall and the shelf to give himself leverage to climb up. She gave him an irritated huff as now she’d have to move from her comfortable nest. She caught the tiny creature that was nestled between her paws by the strange cloth it wore, and carefully wove her way through the boxes and stacked baskets to the other end of the shelves.

“Hey! Get back here, Alcina!”

She continued to ignore him as she carefully gauged the distance from the top of the shelf to the floor, the tiny creature swinging gently in her hold. She leapt down, and heard her kitten make a strangled noise and heard him land lightly on his feet. Before she could whisk to a spot where her kitten could reach her, felt the ground drop from underneath her feet.

“Gotcha!”

She squirmed in her kitten’s hold, his firm grip on the scruff on her neck was almost uncomfortable. He carefully pried the tiny creature from her hold, and now that her mouth was free she yowled her displeasure at him.

“Oh, stop that. I’m not hurting you.”

She found herself placed back into the nest the not-cat had made for her, kittens mewing around her and twining about her large kitten’s legs. She met his golden eyed glare with her own, and firmly turned her back on him. She was happy that he was better, but sometimes he could be so stubborn. She only wanted to help the not-cat now that he was a kitten too.

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The cat was pouting. She had turned around in the bed and was clearly ignoring him now, kittens climbing and pouncing overtop of her. Ezio sighed and ran a hand through his hair, scratching behind one of his ears. He felt a little guilty, but then, he couldn’t take the chance that Alcina would run off like she had with him. The tiny form in his hand twitched and moaned slightly. Ezio jumped and quickly moved to the table, pulling a chair close and carefully setting down his charge.

Ezio sighed as he sank into one of the plush chairs by the table, rolling his head in an attempt at alleviating the crick in his neck. He’d woken up to find himself sprawled across the table, head hung awkwardly over one edge and one numb arm flung over the other. Ezio dimly remembered talking with Leonardo, and something that had to do with the Apple, but nothing really before that. His last clear memory was of being pinned down by something much bigger than he was, then pain.

Adopted 17b/??

[(Anonymous)]

When he had pushed himself up from his sprawled position, Ezio had noticed a few things. He was much bigger for one, and a brief once over gave him the impression that he was once again a teenager. More like barely a teenager, at around twelve to fourteen. Maybe. Ezio knew he would need a mirror to be certain. Unfortunately, his added appendages were still there, as well as some more altered parts, like his teeth. The sharper canines had startled him, and running his tongue over one as harshly as he did nearly left him with a cut.

After assessing himself, Ezio had looked around for Leonardo, finally registering that the artist was nowhere to be seen. Which had been worrying, until he noticed something sprawled across the chair. Ezio remembered staring at the now tiny form of his friend, too stunned to really comprehend how changed Leonardo had become. Then Alcina had hopped onto the chair and darted off with the limp artist, resulting in a nearly catastrophic chase around the workshop. She’d taken refuge up on one of the shelves in the corner, and luckily Ezio had managed to catch her before she really could flee. Now said artist was slowly coming to, and Ezio didn’t know exactly how to fix it. He didn’t really know how Leonardo had managed to even get him to this state.

The artist groaned, rolling over onto his side before blinking blearily up at Ezio. Ezio managed a halfhearted smile at Leonardo, internally panicking over how they were going to deal with this new state of affairs. Leonardo frowned as he pushed himself up, running a hand through his blonde hair. The artist froze as his hands encountered his own changed ears.

“W-what in the world...?” Leonardo sat back hard, eyes wide and then flinched as he sat down on his own tail. “Oof! Oh, this is very strange...”

“Leonardo...?” Ezio managed, fidgeting as Leonardo slowly took in what happened to him, briefly staring up at Ezio with wide eyes, before returning to slowly assess the changes. Leonardo appeared to be more like a dog than a cat, unlike Ezio. His ears were fluffy flopped down into his hair, blending nearly perfectly into the blonde strands. His tail, also quite fluffy, was slowly beginning to wag as the artist truly began to wake up and realized what had happened.

“Ah, how interesting! The Apple must have changed me as well!” That was not the panicked tone Ezio had been expecting, but then Leonardo hardly ever seemed to react to things the way Ezio expected. The assassin remembered nearly having a breakdown when he’d realized what had happened, a combination of rage and panic that had gripped him for nearly an hour before he had started for the workshop.

“And you seem to have been aged up as well, Ezio. But I seem to be different than you, and I wonder why?”

Ezio wondered if this was Leonardo’s normal ramblings or if it was shock talking. But considering the look in those sharp blue eyes and how fast that tail was wagging, Ezio was certain it wasn't the latter.

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Re: Adopted 17b/??

[(Anonymous)]

Daww, I want a puppy!Leo too!