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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 4

Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.4

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‡ Comment is filled by another anonymous with fanfiction/art/or any other appropriate medium.

‡ One request per post, but fill the request as much as you want.

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(Anonymous) 2011-11-29 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Desmond/Shaun/Rebecca, after the end of AC Revelations

I really need it like burning

Fill - New Equations 1/3

(Anonymous) 2011-12-07 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
This was a bit of a challenge! I guess because I always want to get a bit plotty, and when I do, I always need to make it sound like it could work in canon. So, this is all hurt, some comfort and sadly no porn. Maybe someone else will come along with the smut?


The first thing out of Desmond's mouth after he wakes up is, "I know what I have to do." The second, about three hours later when he comes to Shaun and Bec where they're only half heartedly trying to scan through the Animus backlogs to see where it might have all gone wrong, is, "I want to see her."

He looks like death warmed over and Shaun stares, mouth hanging open with nothing coming out.

See her? See –

Christ, he knows who Desmond is talking about, but she isn't - They can't – He looks to Rebecca for help, but she seems just as lost.

"Lucy, you mean?" Bec asks, and Desmond sets his jaw like he expects some kind of argument.

"She was buried, wasn't she," he says and it's not really a question. "I want you two to take me to see her."

"How do you – " Rebecca starts and, "You can't –" Shaun begins, but Desmond silences them both with a savage look that is not like him at all.

"Look," he snaps, voice rising and his expression is suddenly raw and Shaun feels his gut twist at the sight of it, because even when it was hardest, even when Desmond thought he was going crazy and he was waking up screaming in the middle of the night, he never looked like that. "I don't give a shit how dangerous it is, or how far it is, or how many resources you're going to have to use to make it happen. She's dead because of me. I killed her. No one around here wants to say it to my face but it's the truth. I know I don't have a right to demand this but I can't just- I need to-"

"Desmond...." Rebecca starts hesitantly and, "Shit!" Desmond grates, turning away. Shaun can see his hunched shoulders trembling and he forgot, somehow he totally forgot that for him and Rebecca, it's been a week, they've had at least a little while to get used to it. They were the ones who made all the arrangements for fuck's sake, but for Desmond... For Desmond, it only happened a couple of hours ago.

"Desmond," Shaun echoes softly, but Desmond shakes his head, won't turn around but can't seem to leave either and something in that lost, lonely figure he presents standing there in the middle of the room pulls at Shaun, drags him up out of his chair and he has no idea what he's going to do, what kind of comfort he can possibly offer, but the humanity in him demands that he try.

"Desmond," he says again, more insistently this time, and now he's close enough to touch, so he does, bringing his hand up and laying it on Desmond's shoulder. Desmond is shaking, breathing fast, like he's having a panic attack only Shaun knows that's not what this is.

"It's not your fault, mate," Shaun says.

But maybe it was the wrong thing. Desmond turns sharply. His face is a mask of pain, of anger and grief and guilt, and there are tears in his eyes and Christ, Shaun's not really sure he can handle this on top of everything else.

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Just A Cut

(Anonymous) 2011-11-30 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
What if Altair wasn't an assassin? But instead a hot nurse doctor. The sad part is... the other master assassins (and novices) try getting hurt on purpose just to go see him...

Maybe this can lead to some Novices/Altair? Or something else? Anything?

Ah... well... I'm just gonna go hide... away from possible angry mobs...

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(Anonymous) 2011-11-30 10:47 am (UTC)(link)
But what if he was an assassin who doubled up as a major doctor? I can see Altair being all "hand me the scalpel" about his job. Cool, calm, collected. sexy. And it'd be badassery x2. XD Now, EVERYONE would want a piece of that man.

Damn, my panties need changing.

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Big Brother

(Anonymous) 2011-11-30 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
I've seen some kid-fics where Altair is the big brother to a kid!Ezio and kid!Desmond. I know that their ages were set to align with the timelines, but how about we switch it up?

Either Ezio or Desmond as the older brother, and how the younger ones react to each other. Or, have all three the younger, and have this AU also include Federico, Claudia, and Petruccio. I'll love you forever if you do this last one.

Please? I need fluffy kid-fic.

Re: Big Brother

(Anonymous) 2012-05-29 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
I make no promises- but perhaps a Big Brother!Frederico, Big Sister!Claudia, Triplets!Altair,Desmond,Ezio and Baby!Petruccio mini-fill?


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MP AC:R + AC:B crossover. :)

(Anonymous) 2011-11-30 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
Just what it says. Go crazy. :D

Re: MP AC:R + AC:B crossover. :)

(Anonymous) 2011-11-30 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
At first we almost had one in the MP, then it turned out to be Fabiola Cavazza...

Would it be set during ACB with younger versions of the ACR MP cast, or during ACR with older versions of the (surviving) ACB cast, or somewhere in between, or does it not matter? (Not claiming, just wondering / hoping to draw out details that would help anyone who will claim and fill.)

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(Anonymous) 2011-11-30 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
So this anon just finished Uncharted 3 and I can't be the only one seeing similarities between Desmond and Nathan Drake, right? And I'm not even talking about having the same voice actor.
I would be happy to read some Nathan/Desmond smut/fluff/whatever. Everything will do it, since I imagine them being pretty awesome together.

Re: Uncharted

(Anonymous) 2011-12-01 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
Anon vaguely recalls in part 3 that she read a piece w/ Nathan and Des, titled "Voice Actor Bros" or something?

I can't remember where I found it, sadly, but it is on here...

Seconded. *prays an Archive!Anon comes and finds*

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(Anonymous) 2011-12-01 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Desmond and an un-explored memory core on the island - when he got nabbed by Abstergo, his kidnappers didn't take him to the lab straight away. When he fought them, they subdued him with dub-con sex! I want Desmond getting gang banged and hating that he kind of loves it. Abstergo goons can be faceless evil guys or OCs; I just want dirty-hot restraint sex.

If you want, you can involve some Subject 16 and hurt/comfort but I'd be happy with just the straight scene (hahaha the word 'straight' being used figuratively in this prompt of course!)


(Anonymous) 2011-12-01 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
What it says on the tin. There isn't enough mpreg in this fandom(I havent found any) and I have an odd love for it.

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(Anonymous) 2011-12-07 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
I'm always up for mpreg, I just have a hard time finishing writing it. There have been a few on the meme, but you have to look. I actually had to start filling one of my own requests back in part 2 or 3.

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Angst/Gen - Letters to Kadar

(Anonymous) 2011-12-01 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Just stop me if this has been prompted before (and if that's the case, or there's one like this, a link would be swell.)

So, I have this headcanon where, after Kadar's death, Malik coped by filling journals upon journals with daily letters to Kadar. He knew Kadar would never *actually* read them, but it helped him feel like he wasn't suddenly alone and without that one constant in his life. (C'mon - it may be Malik, but he's still a *human being* and Kadar was still his *brother*; there's no way he wasn't grieving beyond being angry at Altair for a while.)

I don't care how you do it; whether you write the actual letters, or it's someone (Altair/Malik's son/Desmond) finding out about the letters, or it's just Malik and how he feels better afterwards. Maybe he smiles. WHO KNOWS. Completely up to you, just Letters to Kadar.

Also part of my headcanon, but completely optional (aka BONUS):
-Regardless of how you approach this prompt, if, after Malik's death, his son continues to write letters to [his uncle] Kadar.
-Writing the Letters becomes a tradition in Malik's line (and if that's not an easy way to find one's descendants, then I don't know what is.)


(Anonymous) 2011-12-03 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Because I seriously need to write something and I love Kadar.

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(Anonymous) 2011-12-01 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)

Kadar, after many centuries, was reborn. Prolonged sessions in Animus triggered not the Bleeding Effect, but Desmond's memories of past life - as Kadar Al-Sayf.

Bonus points if you manage to stick time travel somewhere in there
Double bonus if you include Malik trying to cope with his brother looking like the man who was the reason for his death.

Re: Reincarnation!Fic

(Anonymous) 2011-12-02 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
Hmm. I'm thinking of taking a crack at this (however, if anyone wants a shot, please by all means do so!). Was there any particular pairing the Requester would like to see? I'm usually partial to Alt/Mal and Alt/Des . . . so any requests?

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(Anonymous) 2011-12-01 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Anon here has a guilty pleasure for Altair/Maria that wasn't satisfied in Revelations.

For those here who finished the game, you all know what happened to her. I cannot tell you how much it shocked and saddened me to see her die like that. So basically, I'm asking for nothing more than plain Alt/Mar. I don't care how, when, where, why. Post-Bloodlines, just before her death, AU, Dom!Sex, fluff, angst, whatever you want/like. Just give me some Maria love. She deserves it.

Anon here ould also love, if possible a reflection on her side about her deflection to the Assassins and her relationship with Altair. I mean, yhis must have been a hard decision for her, and I'd love some insight in that please :)

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(Anonymous) 2011-12-02 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
Different anon here. Rare as this pairing is to begin with, it's is pretty much ALWAYS top!Maria. which is nice and all, but I'd like to see Altair dominating her for once.

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Pie throwing fun

(Anonymous) 2011-12-02 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
This anon here got an email half an hour ago or so and has amused herself since then with Ubisoft's 25th anniversary pie throwing thingy (and has failed miserably to throw anything further than 20km or so... =))
So: I'd like the Masyaf assassins having a huge pie throwing contest/event. (Who wouldn't like to see Altair with a face full of pie and Malik rubbing his hands with glee. Or Al Mualim getting a face full.... )

[captcha: strulfte cultivated - alright... cultivated pie throwing please!]

Ah, che pasticcio...

(Anonymous) 2011-12-02 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
I know this game was like, years ago, but I have a request about something that happened at the very beginning of AssCreed II.

When Ezio brings Leonardo his father's broken hidden blade, Leonardo says "Ah, che pasticcio... Tutto il santo giorno che cerco..." which translates in to "Oh, what a mess... I've spent the whole day looking for..."

So, writer anons, this is your fill! What was Leonardo looking for?

I will gift to you the internets if you manage to get some smut into this fill.

Family time with Altair and his children (Darim/Sef)

(Anonymous) 2011-12-03 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
I am a sucker for family moments. Especially between the father and son relationships of Altair and his sons. You know, an example would be Altair playing baseball with his two kids, if it's modern AU. Or Altair telling bedtime stories as another example.

There's not enough of these types of fanfictions. I have only read two, one is just an one shot while the other is a collection of one shots.

I do not mind if whoever takes this and wants to write it make it a one shot. But all I ask for is no incest/smut. No romance either.

-Altair is baking cookies with his children. Yes, cookie baking. I said it. Cookies. Modern AU, of course.

Whoever fills this, I thank you. You'd have made this anon's dream come true.

Cheated Out

(Anonymous) 2011-12-03 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
So, Maria and Altair are married. Maria works at a big company and gets paid big bucks every day. Altair is a stay-at-home dad who has to do everything from cooking to cleaning to taking care of the kids. Maria kinda forgets about Altair and the kids, in favor of having a ... "partnership" with Robert. Instead of Altair find out, the kids find out and are pissed.

The kids, in an effort to save Altair the heartbreak, tell him. However, Altair at first thinks they are telling false stories and waves them off. But, he begins to notice things he normally didn't. (mainly because he was too busy getting everything done.)

Either he notices....
Bite marks
Smeared makeup
Crinkled clothes
Spacing out

Is up to writer!Anon.

However! Altair can end up with someone, but he MUST separate from Maria.

If you can, you can have an oblivious!Altair who has people with obvious crushes on him... but he just kinda... doesn't see it.

I will love anon if they can give me a pairing that's not used as much (Desmond/Altair? Rauf/Altair?)

Anyways... that's the end of the prompt... Bye?

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Oh God I need this.

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Lost Civilization

(Anonymous) 2011-12-03 08:45 am (UTC)(link)
Found this on my comp, buried in my fic/prompt files. XD I'm fairly certain I developed this to help a writeanon for a fic on Part 3, but I can't find the prompt to poke that fic/writeanon. :( But I seem to remember that the writeanon couldn't use many of my ideas, so I'm reposting this here.

Altair, Ezio, and Desmond are descended from an ancient civilization thought to be lost to the sea long ago. The city was cursed and sunk into the ocean, and the population was changed to something inhuman – the upper half looked normal, while the lower was like that of the ocean’s creatures. (Fish, shark, octopus, whatever - take your pick.) But mermaids can still walk on land for brief periods of time, and with a major sacrifice (playing on the Little Mermaid idea - loss of voice, sight, limb, etc), can shift back and forth between forms for nearly the entirety of that mermaid’s life. Also, light splashes with water shouldn’t force a change, but immersion or a full-body drenching would.

The legends of mermaids grew as the population began to spread throughout the sea, and differing races of mermaids began to emerge from the original cursed population as they could still couple with humans. So as many races there are in the world, so too with mermaids. (And they also have territories and wars. :3) These descendants, depending on whether they were born on land or in the sea, could look fully human or gain a similar body like that of the mermaid who birthed them. (The idea that the mermaids are more like hermaphrodites hit me. Gives a reason as to why you don't hear much about mermen, since people usually attribute a female connotation to the creatures. So the baby would have a 50/50 chance at having either form, unless the mother was fully human. And would mean that the boys can still look like men, but have both female/male bits down there. XD This is not necessary, though. Use it if you want to.)

Okay, enough set up:
Altair, Ezio, and Des went to the surface only sparingly, and never really left the water when they did. They were always careful to not allow humans to see them, but one day the boys got too overconfident and were captured at a young age (mid teen, I’m thinking.) Eventually they are able to escape, but not before being pulled far inland. (I’m thinking slavers have been capturing mermaids as exotic pets? IDEK)

I'd like that at least one of them is still trapped. Like someone keeping one/two of them as a pet in a pond/deep fountain/some kind of reservoir, while the other manages to escape, gets found by someone and taught how to live on land. (Incorporating AC canon not necessary, but could make it interesting.)

Pairings are free for all, but I would prefer whoever you pair them with to be fully human. And since this is so AU, use whatever ages you want for the boys.

Know that I haven't played ACR yet, so please keep this as spoiler free as possible?

- Altair/Des/Ezio are mermaids. They get captured, sold as pets, and eventually escape/saved. Meet human lover and live happily ever after?

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Does the upper half have to be normal?

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So the letter from the Fra to Vieri's father, the one that Mario gives to Ezio, can be summed up as, "Your son would be less of a prick if you hugged him every now and then."

So I want to see a fic that actually explores that. One where Vieri got to have a nice, Templar-free childhood, or where Ezio or Federico or whoever managed to befriend him when they were younger and he got to see what a real family was like, or whatever other situation you lovely writeanons can come up with. Smut not necessary, though it would certainly be appreciated.

Bonus points if Vieri can still kind of/really a jerk despite being a much better person at heart

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Prompt from pt3 I'd like to see filled please

(Anonymous) 2011-12-03 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
This is a prompt from page 36 in part 3, not mine but I've been hoping to see a fill for this. One Anon actually claimed the prompt back in October and I've been checking the page nearly every day since then but he/she never posted to my great sadness.

"Younger, novice Altair taking any order al mualim gives him. Maybe to Malik's constant annoyance. I'd like to see Altair having fucked up in some way that makes al mualim angry, so that he gathers a few of the other novices and commands them to beat Altair and he gives altair express instructions not to raise a hand in self defense and to take it. And altair sits obediantly on his knees while he gets the fuck beat out of him - each time he is knocked backward, kicked over, or doubles over in pain he drags himself back to his knees and resumes a submissive stance. Maliks thoughts on this?"

Now I know that most people on here are mostly interested in Revelations based prompts now, for obvious reasons, but I really really REALLY hope that there is one Anon out there who is willing to fill this.
I like sex prompts just as much as the next person, but beatings are my biggest kink. Why, I don't know. I guess I just get off on pain, blood and suffering. Sadly, stories that feature good beatings are VERY rare and difficult to find, and mostly when I find them they're not very descriptive.

If someone fills this... I will write you something on here or draw you something, I'm offering a fill or art!fill, ANYTHING, I just really want to see this prompt filled. Please. ;A; I wouldn't mind a sex scene after it (non-con or dub-con) as long as there is a good focus on the beating and how Altair copes with it. Perhaps it is a locked memory Ezio can view through the Keys, so we can see his thoughts on it instead of Malik's.

Just... please. Please please please. Look, I'm pretty much begging now. Someone please do this.

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Aww I remember this prompt, I was hoping it'd be filled as well and am also sad that the claimer!anon has yet to reply since then... well beatings aren't on the top of my kink list but submissive!Altair definitely is and the thought of him just kneeling there on the ground, all bloodied and bruised, breathing hard and trying his damn hardest to follow his Master's orders on not fighting back... just-UNF...
ahem-what I'm trying to say is you need not beg anymore, I'll try to take a crack at this ^^; though I haven't really written anything like this before and I'm a horrible procrastinator...

um... hesitantly claiming?

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Desmond's hands are cold. Shaun doesn't like it.


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Whump! Leo

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Having never heard of it before, I learned today of the "whump" genre of fanfic and I want in. With Leo. You can never have too much Leo.


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I really want some Ezio/Virgin!Leonardo with Leo being in that kind of 'it's super embarrassing so I'm not telling' kind of denial about his love for Ezio. But Ezio, charming man he is, manages to coax a confession out of the artist. And then sexy times ensue with Leo being all 'Is this right?', 'Am I hurting you?', and so on.

Specific prompt is still very specific and I still do not apologize.

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Yusuf and Suleiman in some kind of love affair.
sexytimes and fluff needed.

please please please!

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Toy Story 3 is on tv right now, and it brings back memories of when I was a kid. So, in memory of all childhood memories (from everyone) I'd like to see Altair (and maybe Ezio) as Desmond's childhood toys. He also brings Altair (and maybe Ezio) with him everywhere he goes. So, maybe Desmond is still a little kid, going into kindergarten, and meeting new "friends." In his little backpack goes Altair (and maybe Ezio) but at kindergarten someone takes him and runs off.

That's it for possible setup... onto the fun parts!

1) Altair meets Kadar, and as such, Kadar gets a little... crush on him.
2) Altair's got the Barbie walk. (*snickers inwardly*)
3) Leonardo being adorably clumsy.
4) Ezio being the "romeo" of the play room.
5) Preschoolers somehow finding glitter.
6) Kadar trying (and failing) to save Altair from... The Evil Doctor Porkchop.
7) Leonardo being the one to save him by whacking Porkchop with a paintbrush.
8) Cheek kiss.
9) Fluffy romance.
10) Nasty rivalry for love!
11) Altair somehow end up with someone else. (that's not Malik, Kadar, Ezio, etc.)
12) Cheesedoodles.

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This prompt ran away from me! It might be long! I'm sorry!

Assassin's Preschool

"...smond...? ...time to get up...!"

Daddy's calling, Desmond thought to himself, barely able to grasp the concept through the thick fog of sleep, Daddy...


A hand on his shoulder, gently shaking him.

"Desmond, it's time to get up..."

"Mmn...!" the little tyke brushed the hand away and rolled over, trying to fall back into slumber. But it was too late; he was awake. Reluctantly, the boy opened his eyes to see his father's face before him.

"C'mon, little guy. Wake up! Don't you remember what day it is?"

What day, indeed? Desmond frowned, first at his father, then in thought. What day, what day? Slowly, a smile spread across his face, when memory finally set in.

"School!" he exclaimed triumphantly, raising his arms over his head, suddenly, almost socking his father in the process.

"That's right!" the man laughed lightly, pulling the covers down from around his son, "Your first day of preschool! Let's get you dressed!"


The Auditore Child Care Center was a family-run business, established about 20 years before. They were a community-based business, specialized in helping single-parent or welfare families. Clay had fallen in the former category; when his wife had died during childbirth, he had been at a loss with what to do with his inquisitive, fast-growing son, Desmond. The manager of the ACCC (or, as the patrons had nicknamed it, the AC3) had found Clay in a nearby department store, staring blankly at the huge, colourful section that was the diaper aisle. Maria had taken one look at the confused-looking young man, and his mewling baby that was securely strapped in front of him in a baby backpack carrier, and had taken them under her very capable wing.

Maria had been a great support to Clay, answering all his baby questions, giving him advice, teaching him all the necessary skills for washing and feeding a baby, even to the point of patiently taking his calls at 4 o'clock in the morning, and calmly assuring him that yes, that sound Desmond was making was baby snoring, and not a breathing irregularity. Her husband, Giovanni, had often teased her that Desmond was her fifth child, but he wasn't far from wrong; Desmond's second word, right after "Dada," was "Mawawa," which they all knew was his baby way of saying, "Maria."

Now, Desmond was old enough to attend the family's preschool. He thought that made him quite big in the world, and surely he would be very popular at school. He could count all his fingers, and half of his toes, and he knew what the first five and last two letters in the alphabet were. He was very smart, and once he was done impressing everyone with his vast knowledge, he was going to be friends with everyone. He was going to make his Daddy proud, he thought to himself, as he and his father passed through the glass front doors of the AC3.

"Morning, Claudia," Clay greeted the teenager at the front desk, "Don't you have school, or something, today?"

"Buon giorno, Mr. Kaczmarek!" the girl gave her friend a little finger wave, then grimaced, "And no, you know I'm homeschooled. Hey, Desmond!"

"I thought your dad said you could start attending public school when you hit high school. Like your brothers," Clay said, as Desmond half hid behind Clay's leg and waved shyly to Claudia. At 10 years his senior, while he was familiar with her, Claudia was a very big girl in Desmond's eyes, and he was a little in awe of her.

"Ah, but Claudia is his precious flower!" a young man's voice came from the room behind the receptionist's desk, "Father is protecting her virtue! Oh, hey; what up, Desmond?"

A handsome young man, perhaps two years older than Claudia, joined them in the daycare's lobby. Crouching down, he held his hand out, palm upward, and Desmond grinned as he slapped his friend a low-five.

"Papa isn't fair! This idiota, he lets go to school, and he doesn't even attend half of his classes," Claudia pouted, throwing her older brother an irritated look, "If I went to school, I'd make a use of it."

"Hey, I attend my classes!" Ezio protested, rising to lean against the desk, "I go to Gym. And, uh...the class with all the cooking..."

"Home Ec, you boor!" the girl exclaimed, swatting her brother with the morning's paper, "Go to school; you're going to be late!"

Clay sighed a little and shook his head at his son, who only smiled back in reply. Desmond thought it was funny how all the Auditores argued and were so loud with each other; it was so different when compared to their own, quiet home.

In search of an escape from the siblings' bickering, Clay saw that Maria was in the next room; the Animus room, where all the four-year-old were cared for. Picking Desmond up with one arm, the young father left Claudia and Ezio to sort things out themselves, and walked to meet with the daycare's manager, who was sorting through boxes with another one of her sons.

"Good morning, Maria," Clay said quietly, and nodded to the boy, "Hey, Petrucchio."

"Ah, buon giorno, Clay!" Maria greeted happily, enveloping her friend in a warm embrace.

"'Morning, Mr. Kaczmarek!" the youngest Auditore grinned.

"And how are you, today, tesoro mio?" Maria asked Desmond.

"Va bene, Mawawa," was his charming reply.

"Maria, I keep telling you, he's going to be more fluent in Italian than English when he grows up," Clay chided, not completely seriously.

"That is the point," was her reply, with complete solemnity.

"Are you ready for preschool, Des?" Petrucchio asked, taking Desmond from his father's arms.

"School!" Desmond exclaimed, raising his arms above his head triumphantly.

Yes. Yes, he was.



The newest, most exciting, and perhaps the scariest adventure that had ever been placed before Desmond.

There were three other kids in his 'class': two girls, and one other boy, all his age. And they were all just as clever as he was. Even more, so. His confidence wavered as the day went by.

Rebecca was the more rambunctious girl; she was always the loudest, the first to run to something, the first to speak, and the last to sit down. And she was as smart as she was bold. Rebecca had already managed to sneak out of the room twice, even under Claudia and Petrucchio's watchful eyes; the first time, Rebecca had made it to the sidewalk, and would have gotten further had Federico not have just left home and driven by, on his way to a late-morning college class. The eldest Auditore (whose family lived right next to the daycare) had scooped up the tiny brunette and carried her back inside, and had almost gotten bitten for his pains. Desmond was a little scared of her, but he liked her; she made the best music on the room's mini xylophone set.

Shaun was a freckled, bespectacled red-head who spoke with an accent that made Claudia coo and Rebecca giggle. He had walked into the daycare hand-in-hand with his mother, with an almost condescending air as he observed his new playmates. He sat up very straight, kept his 'work area' (as he'd called it) very tidy as he drew and coloured, and never spoke to any adult unless he was first spoken to. Shaun seemed to be very particular about his clothes; Rebecca would often tug on his sleeve or sweater-vest to get his attention, and he was constantly smoothing it back out, scolding her whenever she did so. Not that she paid him any attention; if anything, she loved bothering him.

And there was the little blonde girl with big, blue, curious eyes. Lucy. She was the prettiest thing Desmond thought he had ever seen. And she was smart, too; she could write her own name down! She was good at everything; she could jump rope, stalk the blocks into towers until they were as tall as she was, without any of it falling down, and she knew which colours to mix together to make new ones! She was perfect.

For the first couple hours upon meeting them, Desmond kept to himself and observed them; while not exactly shy, he was certainly wary of new people. Maria had figured it was because he and Clay lived mostly alone; they had no family to speak of, and only ever visited the Auditore family for company. So, despite Claudia hovering over him and trying to coax him into playing with the others, Desmond built his own little block fort and played alone with a toy he had brought from home: a doll in a white hood and an eternal chocolate stain across the right corner of its mouth. The other three children, however, warmed up to each other instantly; Rebecca would be the catalyst who suggested what they should play next, Shaun was the stick-in-the-mud who wanted to stay clean and not in trouble, and Lucy would coax Shaun into joining them in the less dangerous things (for instance, painting pictures instead of escaping the playroom). Their chatter and the childish insights that they shared with one another were enough to keep Petrucchio amused as he watched over them.

When snack time rolled around, it was Ezio who brought in a tray of cheese and crackers, and a pitcher of juice, for both toddlers and caregivers to share.

"Come and get it, ankle-biters!"


Ezio grinned as three children clamoured about him, jumping around his legs and trying to reach the tray. Instead of indulging them, he raised the food higher, well out of their reach.

"What grabby little munchkins you are," he laughed, as Lucy and Shaun gave him puppy eyes while Rebecca only tried jumping higher.

"YOU'RE a munchkin!" Rebecca shrieked, "Gimmiegimmiegimmie!"

"C'mon, guys, sit around the table," Petrucchio chuckled, grabbing Rebecca in midair and placing her firmly into a kiddie chair.

"Desmond, you too," Claudia called softly, to the boy who hung back a couple paces; obediently, Desmond took a seat across from Shaun, his doll clutched tightly against his chest.

"We want food! We want food!" Rebecca chanted, banging her cup against the table.

"Settle down!" Claudia exclaimed, grabbing the offending cup and confiscating Lucy's, as well, when she saw that the blonde was going to join the chant.

Waiting with a mock stern look on his face for the four children to calm themselves, Ezio treated them all to his award-winning smile as he set the tray down before them. Instantly, the noise resumed, this time with the sounds of chewing and plastic rustling added to the usual baby-talk.

"Where is Mama?" Petrucchio asked, opening a cheese-string package for Desmond before sitting on a nearby worktable, "She usually brings the food."

"She's helping Paola in the other room with the 5-year-olds," Ezio shrugged, tossing his younger brother a snack, "You guys were lucky to have such a small class, this year."

"Dio mio," Claudia put a hand to her forehead, leaning on a bookshelf as she remembered the 20-something children she had needed to take care of, the year before, "That's right! They all graduated, didn't they?"

Ezio nodded, taking a seat with the four toddlers and helping himself to some crackers. As he continued to gossip with his siblings, Rebecca and Lucy had a contest to see who could make the thinnest cheese string; after all, the thinner the string, the better the taste. Shaun had opted for placing the sliced up pieces of cheese onto crackers, which he arranged neatly on a plate before eating daintily, having tucked a napkin into his collar, of course. Claudia subtly pointed out to her brothers how he tried to keep his pinky in the air. The boy was a tiny gentleman.

Desmond, however, held his cheese strings in one fist, and held crackers in the other, alternating which hand he took food from between bites. First, he would offer the cheese to the doll in his lap, as if feeding him, then Desmond would take a bite. Then he would do the same with the crackers, then back to the cheese, and so on.

"Is Altair getting enough to eat, Des?" Ezio asked around a mouthful of crackers, already familiar with what Desmond had named his doll.

"Mm-hm!" the boy nodded once, a little self-conscious that the spotlight was now on him.

"Is that a dolly?" Rebecca asked, rather loudly but not unkindly.

"He's Altair," Desmond said by way of answering, "He's a hero."

"Really? Does he have s-super..superpowers?" Rebecca asked, stumbling over the big word.

"He sees things," Desmond said, "Hiding things."

"That's boring," Shaun sniffed. Desmond scowled at him.

"Shaun, use nice words," Claudia said in a warning tone.

"'s true..." the red-head muttered, so softly that only people sitting at the table could hear. Desmond scowled darker, but let it go when Ezio poked his forehead.

"What does Alteer too?" Lucy asked curiously, as if Shaun hadn't spoken.

"He's an Assassin," Desmond said proudly, holding the doll in question up.

"Oo!" Lucy clapped appreciatively. He looked very impressive and important, posing like that.

"Assassii...asasa...aaaaassassaa..." Rebecca tried to pronounce the word.

"That's dumb," Shaun grumbled, giving Desmond a frown.

"No, it's not!" Desmond protested.

"Assassins are bad guys!" Shaun snapped.

"No, they're not!" Desmond yelled.

"Easy, Desmond," Petrucchio said, placing a hand on the boy's arm.

"Assassins kill and murder people, and they break the law!" Shaun yelled back as Desmond shook off Petrucchio.

"That's not true! You're wrong! Altair's a hero!" Desmond insisted.

"Des, he's kind of got a point-" Ezio started.

"No! No, no, NO! SHUT UP, STUPID!" Desmond screamed, scrunching his eyes tight as emotion overcame him.

There was a stunned silence. Desmond was usually very well-behaved; the Auditores had never heard him scream so. And the other children were simply shocked that the quiet boy in the room could get so loud.

Of course, it was Rebecca that broke the silence.

"...Desmond said a bad word!" Rebecca crowed, pointing accusingly at the culprit while Lucy gasped, clapping her hands over her mouth.

Desmond paled at that, knowing that his father would hear about the scene he had just made, and with a loud scrape, the boy pushed his chair back from the table, hurried across the floor, and before anybody could say any more, he retreated with Altair into the quiet solitude of his block fortress.


Screw Bill; Subject 16 is Desmond's Dad!
Screw canon; this is my AU and all the Auditore family is alive and thriving.
Screw the drama; I have ridiculous fluff planned out for when all the kids are friends.

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sorries, but would anyone happen to know where a fill involving the To Micheal! ps3 commercial is? I read it, and a friend wants to see it, but i cannot find it.

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Hi there! I was the prompter for that, and it got three amazing fills! Here you go:

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Appropriate for ages 3-6

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Jokingly, Lucy buys Desmond and Rebecca a children's board game to entertain them during their down time. They promptly turn it around into a no-holds-barred strip game. Desmond is losing. Shaun tries not to get turned on.

Candyland, Guess Who, Monopoly, the possibilities are endless, just do it for the lols, anons! Or sexytimes, if you're clever enough to work that in.

Do Not Pass Go (1/?)

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It was snowing. It was beautiful at first, downright magical. Desmond had been singing carols in the Animus. Rebecca had mulled some wine. Yes, it was pretty damned festive right up until the power cut out. Lucy found herself with three bright sparks bored and frightened, so like any good leader, she found them a distraction.

"You want to play strip monopoly?" Rebecca echoed Lucy's incredulous demand while Shaun merely blinked and nodded.

Perhaps, Lucy reflected, she should have gone for a different game. Scrabble, perhaps.

"Strip scrabble's easier," Shaun was saying, huddling closer to the wood burning brazier. "But we only have a monopoly board so . . ."

"You sound like you've done this before." Desmond shot Shaun a sideways glance, it was almost appraising.

Shaun lifted his head. "I'm a connoisseur of board games," he said airily. "I know of only one way to make a game of Monopoly interesting."

Rebecca rubbed her hands together and took a seat by the upturned crate they were using as a table. She poured herself a coffee and cupped her hands around it. "How do you play?"

"Rebecca!" Lucy squeaked, in spite of herself.

"I'm curious," her spiky haired friend said with a one shouldered shrug. "I mean, it's going to be at least another day before the power comes on. At least it's warm in here with the stove going, why don't we have a game?"

Desmond was smirking now. "You want to defile my ancestor's crypt with a game of strip monopoly?"

Rebecca grinned. "I, for one, think Ezio would love this idea."

And that was what decided it, really.

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This anon just finished AC;R and I am just so... annoyed at it. Not only did they kill off my favourite character in the series, but also the best new-face, AND gave a really weak hook. I've hated the idea of the super intelligent first civilisation since AC2... I just feel its weak and lazy storytelling. 'Oh, why are we having this war with these people?' 'Because ALIENS'


So. Prompt.

Desmond says yes to letting Sixteen ride with him.

First shower after Desmond wakes up, Sixteen grabs control of Desmond's body and has a very slow, almost teasing wank.

Bonus points if there is anal play.

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Fill: And I Care [1/2]

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WriteAnon Says...

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Fill: Would You Share... [1/2]

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WriteAnon says...

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Fill: And Show You Care [1/2]

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Bleeding for more

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WriteAnon says...

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