asscreedkinkmeme ([personal profile] asscreedkinkmeme) wrote2012-10-29 11:35 pm
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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 5

Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.5
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✩ Comment anonymously with a character/pairing and a kink/prompt.

✩ 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.

✩ The fill/request doesn't necessarily need to be smut.

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Discussion

Re: Third Fill - AU - God Save The Queen - part 5a/?

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
Ohoho...so Connor woke at that point in time. Interesting...

So much is explained. Like why Haytham didn't know about the feather and the fact that Haytham and Charles were actually supportive of each other during Connor's many years of absence.

And I love how Charles wasn't sure at first if Connor was actually here or not.

I do wonder what Charles will do now. It's clear that a lot has changed. Now can he deal with it. :D

Re: Strange Fates 3

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
Still nope. ): Oh well, I'll just go on the AC tag and look at all the pretty pics. I'm bound to have seen it then. :D

George is definitely very interesting. And Charles won't find out for some time...Connor has to know he's pregnant first. :)

Re: Strange Fates 3

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
Last attempt, yeesh why can't pixiv have more user friendly urls

アサクリログ4 | 東郷 [pixiv]
http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=30928844

Heh, yeah Connor has to be first to know before he goes to Doctor White to see what's wrong with him, right? OMG all the Homesteaders are going to be thrilled and think the child must be George's ...

Re: Third Fill - AU - God Save The Queen - part 5a/?

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
Charles still comes back to a frantic home after his coronation; but instead of the excitement the servants have over Connor's sudden movement - Connor and Clipper are gone (and pretty much wandering the Underground tunnels of Boston). Connor has actually been awake since Doctor White was told to leave, and while Charles kept away (after being told off by Doctor White) he was able to move around and re-learn how to walk.

Re: Strange Fates 3

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
Random anon here. Reuploaded a couple of the artwork so everyone can see. Keep up the good work you two!

http://uploadir.com/u/5ngaciqh
http://uploadir.com/u/7ckugn3u

Re: Strange Fates 3

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
Um, it's pretty, but isn't that Altair? He even has the lip scar and the costume is definitely Altair's...

But yes! I finally managed to view it. >.> Pixiv is definitely not user-friendly...

Heh, haven't quite figured out how the homesteaders are going to react, but working on it. :) And it'll take a while for him to realize, of course. I think morning sickness only begins in like...the 2nd month? 4-6 weeks, I heard. So it'll be a while before Connor realizes that something may be wrong...

Re: Strange Fates 3

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
Oh wow! I've seen the 2nd one before, but not the 1st. Very pretty. :D

Connor is so pretty here!

And thanks!

OP

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
I'm sorry if I gave the impression I wasn't reading this, its just I prefer to wait until the story's over to comment, that way I can take it as a whole rather in sections. :) But its nice to hear you're still working on it!

Re: Modern AU! All Assassin dads trying to teach Haytham how to be a proper father

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 12:12 pm (UTC)(link)
granted, but this is an alternate universe, so it's legit to have haytham as the worst dad. :)

(ex-)President Washington vs King Washington

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)
George Washington just wanted to retire quietly to his pretty little estate at Mount Vernon. He didn't want (or expect) for some doppelganger dickwad to come along and start wrecking absolutely everything. It's a very unwelcome surprise when he realises there's some nutter with an Apple of Eden doing God-Knows-What to New England.

Clearly he can't just sit by as some guy destroys everything he and his comrades have worked so hard for. This 'King George' is going down.

...yeah, IDK either, I just want to see the 'real' Washington fighting the DLC Washington.

Re: Okay this prompt is a little weird.

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
This is a really, really good prompt. It's actually pretty realistic because my gay friend always laughs at the over-the-top fireworks way people write gay sex... :P

Conhayth

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
http://sass-ass-in-my-ass.tumblr.com/private/45361002713/tumblr_mj65giVAQF1qldo82
I want a fic about this picture. It would be awesome if Haytham somehow finds out that Connor loves to wear women lingerie and teases then he teases Connor about it, but is very turned on and they end up having sex

Re: Conhayth

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
seconded! we need more lingerie live around here, and men coming in their panties.

Re: Conhayth

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
*I meant love, gosh. stupif cell phone keyboard.

Re: Modern AU! All Assassin dads trying to teach Haytham how to be a proper father

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Would it be an au with no assassins and templars stuff? Because imho that was where most of the lousy dad part came in. Connor was never really 'Haytham's son', he was a grown, set-in-his-ways enemy who appeared one day and started killing guys Haytham had worked with for years. What would Haytham be making amends for? The divorce? Or does OP just mean the issues that'd come along with trying to be dad to a kid he's never known? I imagine ten-year old Connor could be pretty stubborn and trying if he wanted:3

Johnson/Hickey, first meeting

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Basically, I just want something on how Johnson and Hickey met, and maybe what made Hickey stick around. Smut would of course be wonderful, but I'm fine with gen as well.

Write anon

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, just thought I'd say that there will be an update soon! This is turning out to be not so much rough sex as... uh... Haytham being a dick and Charles putting up with it (loudly). There's going to be a little less crack than I'd like in the next part, but that's mostly because cracky foreplay and preparation is very nearly impossible to write.

Re: Conhayth

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
(ahah I was the one who drew this picture)
but dang I'd love to see this filled wow

Monster Assassins

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
The assassins in Desmond's bloodline are secretly monsters. Not in the vampire way, or incubus way, or werewolf way, or the 'psychotic human' way. They're monsters, horrifying hulking inhuman beasts with massive fangs and claws. They can disguise their nature, appear human, but sometimes, they simply enjoy letting their real forms out to play.

Wanna see a sort of Beauty and the Beast-esque story where the assassin-of-choice's love interest discovers what they really are and, despite being absolutely pants-wettingly terrified, loves them anyway. Can eventually lead to smut, but really want the focus of the story should be on monstrous assassin and love interest slowly learning to trust/care for them.

Bonus points for:
* Love interest talking monster!assassin out of a bloody berserker rage
* Sex with assassin in mid-transformation getting creative with claws and tail

Desperation/Wetting

(Anonymous) 2013-04-02 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't really mind the scenario (though I have some ideas), but I think we need more AC pants-wetting porn stuff.
My favourite pairings are AltMal, Altair/Kadar, Malik/Kadar, DesShaun, and ConHayth. It doesn't have to be a pairing though, it can just be a single character. I'm really not picky.
If you want scenario ideas, maybe Malik has a hard time getting undressed to pee after he loses his arm?
Or Altair has to hide in a roof garden a bit too long and can't hold on?
Those are what I can think of, but writeranon should really just do whatever they want.

Re: Leonardo +Caterina Sforza: You Don't Fuck With Leo's Friends

(Anonymous) 2013-04-03 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
Dammit, I thought I hit Anonymous. It must have changed me back when I re-did Captcha. Apologies, mods, is it possible to delete? Or should I leave it there?

Re: Leonardo +Caterina Sforza: You Don't Fuck With Leo's Friends

(Anonymous) 2013-04-03 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
Never mind, I figured it out. Stupid toggle buttons.

Leo + Caterina Sforza: You Don't Fuck With Leonardo's Friends

(Anonymous) 2013-04-03 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
I want Leonardo to meet with Caterina. Maybe they are both in the Castel Sant'Angelo before Ezio breaks the lady out, maybe it's after all the Bro'hood shit, I don't mind.

And I want Leo to basically tell Caterina that whether she wants him or not, Ezio is *not* her fucktoy, and she can't just go around breaking Ezio's heart. Caterina thinks Ezio's just a total flirt and really good shag, and laughs Leo's warnings off.

Then she rides off into the sunset yelling "Vittoria agli Assassini!" and Ezio starts moping. And Leo is NOT. PLEASED. Cue shenanigans and revenge.

Kicking The Habit 3/?

(Anonymous) 2013-04-03 12:42 am (UTC)(link)

Wow ok this turned out serious. The crack will return full-force next update!

Haytham squeezed the gel onto his index and middle fingers, smearing it as evenly as he could with his thumb. Charles cocked his head to one side, and raised an eyebrow.

"You do know what you're doing with those, don't you?"

"I googled it," Haytham said, carefully not looking at either Charles' face or his cock. It had all seemed so easy when he was flicking through Wikipedia and About.com on his iPhone. He bit his lip.

"Oh, for Christ's sake, Haytham!" Charles snapped. "I'm not risking a prolapse just because you're too proud to ask me what to do!"

"…Prolapse?" Haytham asked. He did vaguely remember that it was some sort of medical problem, something like a hernia, wasn't it?

"You said you'd googled this!"

"Briefly, yes!"

Charles gaped at him for a moment, before grabbing his wrist.

"I can't believe this," he said. "Tell me, do you even want to be fucking me?"

"Yes!" Haytham protested. "It's just been a long time!"

"Since you last…?" Charles pressed, then sighed. "You've never done this with a man before. I don't even know why I'm indulging you."

"Because you love me," Haytham said, and gave Charles his most winning smile at the look of mingled horror, embarrassment and utter humiliation that crossed his friend's face. Charles opened his mouth to speak, thought better of it, and tried not to blush any harder. Charles adjusted his grip on Haytham's wrist and seemed to be concentrating on not looking Haytham in the eyes.

"Just do as I say, all right?" Charles muttered, shifting his weight. He guided Haytham's hand down, and pressed his middle finger in and if he didn't think too hard about the fact that definitely wasn't a vagina, the heat was actually quite pleasant.

"Er," Haytham began, hesitantly. Charles flexed Haytham's wrist back and forth, almost expertly. "Er, how is it that you know so much about…?"

Charles glanced up at him very quickly, face flushing from either embarrassment or exertion. He glanced away again.

"I mean," Haytham tried again. "I've never seen you, er… I don't recall you ever taking a gentleman back here after drinking or anything."

Charles coughed, delicately. He pulled Haytham's hand away for a moment, before pushing the other lubed finger inside as well. Haytham had thought that, well, that this sort of, er, stretching would be a lot harder, really. Clearly he was wrong.

"It's amazing, the sorts of advances they've made in technology, the past few decades. If you could move your fingers back and forth? Like they're striding along a street?"

"You just told me Google isn't a veritable source of information," Haytham snapped, in indignation. He moved his fingers as Charles requested, regardless.

"I wasn't talking about the internet!" Charles snapped back. He sighed. "You've never rummaged through my sock drawer, have you?"

"Why would I rummage through your sock drawer?" Haytham hissed. "I darn mine!"

"I meant that I have, ah, a small collection of…" Charles hesitated a moment. "Personal relaxation devices. Three fingers, please. And more lubrication."

Haytham stared at him, though he complied with Charles' request. What the fuck did that mean?

"The sort with batteries?" Charles tried again. "Rather… er… elongated in shape?"

"Charles, there is a time and a place for your vague meandering bullshit."

"They vibrate! They're vibrators!" Charles scowled. "Don't look at me like that, you've clearly never had your prostate stimulated."

Oh, dear God, that was more information than Haytham ever wanted. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. He could pretend the last two minutes' conversation never happened, and ignore the mental images of Charles doing unspeakable things to a relatively-innocent dildo. He could do that. Charles coughed, and he felt the tremors around his fingers and oh bloody hell no he couldn't ignore the mental images, he was in the middle of preparing to fuck his best friend's brains out an--

Charles pulled Haytham's hand away a second time. The air felt too cold to his fingers now.

"For God's sake, Haytham!" he snapped. "You clearly don't want to do this!"

"No, I do," Haytham protested. "I just-- I've never done this before, and I'm not entirely sure what-- look, just trust me, all right?"

"Fine," Charles said, in a way that indicated it was not fine at all. "Then tell me. Why?"

"Why?"

"You've never shown any interest in me or any other man, for that matter in the two decades I've known you for. And yet suddenly you come home all prepared to fuck my brains out and I'm not supposed to find that even a little bit suspicious?"

"I just felt like a change is all," Haytham muttered. "Look, it really doesn't matter--"

"Yes. It. Does." Charles said, through gritted teeth. "It. Matters. A. Lot."

Charles paused, and squinted at Haytham for a moment.

"You had lunch with William, didn't you?"

"I may have," Haytham admitted. Charles looked visibly deflated.

"Oh, for God's sake," he muttered. "This is rape."

"Excuse me?!" Haytham exclaimed. "I haven't--"

"No, not you," Charles interrupted. "Me. You're high. You're in no position to consent to anything."

"For your information, I only had a few bites of those noodles, and I'm fairly sure whatever effect it had on me is long past," Haytham said, jabbing Charles' shoulder with his un-lubricated hand for emphasis. This was a disaster. All he'd managed to do so far was make himself look a fool.

Charles sighed.

"Fine," he said. "But don't you dare get mad at me tomorrow morning for this. You're practically forcing yourself on me, and I still don't know why."

"All will become clear in time," Haytham said. "Now, are we done with this preparation?"

Charles nodded.

"Excellent."

Third Fill - AU - God Save The Queen - part 5b/?

(Anonymous) 2013-04-03 01:39 am (UTC)(link)

A/N: More speed writing and more of Charles being a dick.


For a long moment there was silence. The air was uncomfortable, resembling the eerie quiet before a violent storm. A low chuckle reverberated against his skin. Then an eruption of cruel laughter assaulted Connor's ears. He had to look away from those maddening blue eyes that were clouded once again with angry lust and a tinge of insanity.

"You dare..." the Alpha rasped while catching his breath. "I am the King of the Colonies, the future Grandmaster of the Templar Order, and by all rights your master. You dare deny me what's rightfully mine, yet again?! So be it! I will take what I want."

"Submission or subjugation?" Connor asked incredulously. "You haven't changed at all, husband."

The Omega winced, straining against the bonds once more, as his mate withdrew. Charles sat up on his knees, capturing the other's unchained leg, and roughly propped it up on his shoulder. The Alpha's menacing gaze lowered from Connor's disgusted one, all the way down to the abused little hole he was ready to delve into yet again.

"Perhaps you are correct, wife," he mused, enjoying the shivers that came when teasing his mate's twitching entrance with the weeping tip of his erection. "But why compromise when I can have everything my way?"

"Not everything..."

"We shall see."

The Alpha King surged his hips forward, burying his entire length up to the hilt within the trembling body beneath him. Connor, even though he had expected the sudden act of violence, still tossed his head back and shrieked loudly. He bit down upon his lower lip, as savage thrusts battered him against the mattress. The Omega closed his eyes and tasted the metallic tinge of his own blood, struggling to endure the pain as best he could.

Charles Lee could do what he wanted to his body. But his will to fight and persevere was stronger than ever. His child had made him strong again, had given him hope. Even if Connor was to spend the remainder of his days caged and violated, as long as Edward lived freely, then the sacrifice was worth it.

After several torturous minutes, the Alpha finally jerked as he climaxed. Then came overly familiar, sickening wet heat that filled him up, and trickled down his inner thighs. As always, Charles pulled out far too slowly, taking as much pleasure as he could from the Omega's exhausted body before drawing away.

The bed dipped as the heavier body climbed off. Connor continued to keep his eyes closed as he heard his loathsome mate begin to dress. At least he could rest now, before Charles' next visit.

"It won't be long, you know," he heard the King finally speak and felt those eyes molesting him again. "Biddle will find your den of vipers, and rescue my son."

The Master Assassin wasn't too worried. Faulkner and his crew were extremely capable of running from the Royal Navy and disappearing without a trace. They had also made some close allies over the years who were eager to assist, drawing away Templar spies from San Pierre where their community thrived. Edward would be able to grow up to become a strong and independent Alpha, without the Templars to polluting his mind.

Connor gasped as a cool hand rubbed against his belly. Reluctantly, he opened his eyes to meet Charles'. The King knelt down beside the bed, his gaze fixated upon the flat expanse of his wife's flat stomach.

"And it also only a matter of time," Charles continued as he stilled his hand, "before you go into heat again. Ah, the benefits of having a young and healthy bride. You'll carry the seed of life as you have before, and give birth to another child. Another prince or perhaps a princess, that you won't be able to steal away from me this time."

The hand suddenly withdrew and the Templar stood up, towering above Connor whose eyes could not hide their fear at the thought of being pregnant again. Another innocent child he had to protect somehow behind these awful gray walls and bars.

Charles then leaned down to kiss him harshly. Making the Omega wince and groan in pain caused by the pressure against his split lip. The older male did not seem to mind the blood, as he straightened up and turned to exit.

"Rest well, wife."

Connor glared at his husband's back as he walked out of the cell, locking the cage behind him.