Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 5

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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.

✩ Don't flame, if you have nothing good to say, don't say anything.

✩ Have a question? Feel free to PM me.

✩ Last, but not least: HAVE FUN!

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Edward Kenway/Jack Sparrow, AC/Pirates of the Caribbean

[(Anonymous)]

The golden age of piracy took place from the 1650s to the 1730s. Per wikipedia, the third and last age is considered by many historians to take place from 1716 to 1726. We know Edward Kenway died in 1735, though we don't know when he was born (yet). Judging by the costumes and ships, Pirates of the Caribbean takes place during the final golden age of piracy. So one can assume Edward was pirating then all throughout the Caribbean...and ran into the crazy antics of one Jack Sparrow.

Were they friends? Allies? Frienemies? How does Barbossa fit into that? Is Jack's compass a Piece of Eden? Was the East India Trading company really just a Templar front and was Beckett a grandmaster Templar? Did Edward seduce one Will Turner and/or Elizabeth Swann? Perhaps Norrington is descended from Assassins, but much like Haytham, was manipulated away to the Templar side, only to have Edward bring him back (I'd love to see Norrington survive, side with the pirates and go back to his Assassin heritage).

Perhaps even, Ezio and Altair are immortal and also doing their part to crush the East India Company. Who knows. I just want to see some Edward/Jack Sparrow antics.

Re: Edward Kenway/Jack Sparrow, AC/Pirates of the Caribbean

[(Anonymous)]

Why has no one responded to this? This sounds awesome.

revalations EzioXm! recruit

[(Anonymous)]

so there's a recruit that Ezio finds adorable, well if adorable actually means i wanna fuck you senseless at any given opportunity. smut obviously wanted. bonus if Ezio is dominant.

Re: revalations EzioXm! recruit

[(Anonymous)]

I'm am so seconding this! would fill it myself if I wasn't so damned busy with everything else i'm working on

Connor is the Most Eligible Bachelor...And Also the Most Awkward

[(Anonymous)]

IT is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.

Let's face it, Connor basically owns the homestead and derives some serious income from all of those trading convoys, assassin contracts and naval loot. So he's got to logically be one of the richest guys on the frontier. He's also helpful, treats all people with equal respect, is good with animals, and is highly protective of the people he cares about. Not to mention he's pretty easy on the eyes, is young and is in excellent health. Sure, some idiots would give him grief about being half Native American, but by those days' standards, Connor is top notch husband material.

So word gets out about this mysterious, handsome eligible bachelor out in the frontier. Mothers start dragging their daughters (and sons?) out to the Davenport homestead to court Connor. Some of them have good intentions, but most are manipulative fortune hunters. No matter, because Connor is adorably awkward and clueless when it comes to dealing with romantic attention, whether it be truthful or gold digging. And when he gets frustrated at having all these suitors, he turns a bit Darcy-esque and intolerable of phonies, his social awkwardness and high ideals getting mistaken for snobbery.

I'd prefer Aveline as Connor's Elizabeth Bennet, but any pairing will do as well.

Re: Connor is the Most Eligible Bachelor...And Also the Most Awkward

[(Anonymous)]

Shrieking because yes. If only Kanen'tó:kon was still alive and Ratonhnhaké:ton would have his Bingley.

[(Anonymous)]

I was thinking about how much I HATE William for being the worst father on the planet and feeling all bad for Desmond, and I thought, hey, I need a story where William gets his comeuppance and Desmond gets to be happy.

Really, that's it. If you want to torture William, I'm okay with that, but as long as he gets knocked down a peg and loses his influence on Desmond, I'm happy. I want strong, overcoming adversity Desmond.

If you're going the pairing route, I'm partial to Shaun/Desmond, but no pairing necessary if you don't want to have one.

Kingdom Hearts AU

[(Anonymous)]

Got this idea from a nostalgia moment. You remember the video game Kingdom Hearts? Well its what Assassin's creed is crossing over with. It can be either a fic/art. Other than that, its free reign to the writer or artist.


So the options are endless!!!! Plus you have all of Disney to fool around in.

Re: Kingdom Hearts AU

[(Anonymous)]

*TACKLEDWITHNOSTALGIA* AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!! My childhood! I second this because I want to see how this would work out!

Malik/Altair, post rescue sex

[(Anonymous)]

Pure porny request; Malik and Altair manage to escape from a dangerous situation of some kind and the two of them proceed to have hot frantic you-could-have-died-but-you're-alive-we're-ok sex right on the spot.

bonus if Malik makes Altair all whimpery and desperate, thanks :)

Re: Malik/Altair, post rescue sex

[(Anonymous)]

seconding hnnnnnnnngh

Challenge Issued!

[(Anonymous)]

I saw this a couple of parts back and decided you guys needed another one. I will give you bits and pieces of a prompt, and you have to use them in whatever you write. You don't have to use all of the prompts, but you must use at least three. Everything else is up to you, but somehow you must incorporate three prompts.

Ready? Alright. These are the prompts.

Giovanni Auditore
Awkward walk in
wings
Desmond Miles
Ezio Auditore
UST
Flying practice

And go!

Re: Challenge Issued!

[(Anonymous)]

You really want that wingfic, don't you?

King Washington wants Connor to be his queen.

[(Anonymous)]

Even the Mad King gets lonely from time to time, and so seeks a companion all the while spreading his destructive power. He has a thrown built next to his for this reason; however, anyone he placed there would be booted out quickly as they came. Washington just can't find anyone he deems WORTHY to sit by him, and is becoming bitter. While spreading his destruction, he is confronted by a native in wolf headdress. At first he thinks nothing of Connor, but after shooting him the apple sends Washington images and memories of Connor from another life. At that moment Washington realizes that this was the one he was searching for, the one worthy to be next to him, but before he can act Connor escapes. Now the hunt is on.

Five months later, Connor awakes and is told of Washington relentless search for him. Not being able to stand innocents suffering because of him, he wants to confront him again, much to his clan's protests. Before he can, he is captured and taken. When they finally meet Washington makes a shocking proposition.(I wonder what it is?XD)

What will Connor decide? What happens thereafter is up to the writer.

Re: King Washington wants Connor to be his queen.

[(Anonymous)]

OMG Seconding!

Malik the Silver Fox

[(Anonymous)]

Malik's hair has began graying in recent years. Being Grandmaster Altair's right hand man is great and everything, but also adds more stress, thus causing more hair graying. Worrying about his hair graying also helps cause his hair graying. He doesn't like it.


Altair has taken a break from "gnawing" at the Apple, and finally taken notice of Malik's new-found hotness, and begins lusting after him: wet dreams, raging boners when he comes into the room, jerking off on Malik's pillow, etc. Malik tells hims how uncomfortable he feels with his aging, so Altair takes it upon himself to properly show him just how sexy the "old man" is, a la Sex, sex, and more sex.


TL;DR: Malik does not like being a silver fox, but Altair does, and proceeds to sex him into oblivion.

Now, who wants my first born?

Re: Malik the Silver Fox

[(Anonymous)]

I need this. Not enough silver fox prompts around. Definitely seconding.

Raising your ancestors

[(Anonymous)]

So, I've seen fics where Desmond is a little kid, and Altair/Ezio/Connor have to take care of him, but I've yet to see one the other way around!

So, using whatever method you want (Apple, Modernverse, Animus) make it so that Desmond has the responsibility to raise Altair, Ezio and Connor. Baby brothers from different mothers, abandoned on the street, whatever you want. :)

Points for Mama!Desmond, and getting all defensive/protective/angry when his 'kids' are threatened.

Re: Raising your ancestors

[(Anonymous)]

SECONDED!!!

Bleeding Connor

[(Anonymous)]

So there's a critical shortage of Bleeding Effect fic to begin with, but there is seriously NO fics of Desmond bleeding Connor. Plenty bleeding Ezio or Altair, sure, but do the Kenways get any love? He spent a pretty hefty amount of time in their memories too! Any chance we can remedy this?

Re: Bleeding Connor

[(Anonymous)]

OHH! Someone please have Desmond bleed BOTH Kenways at once, like they'd bitch at each other or something. ARGH I'm just wringing my hands out of barely contained glee ;A;

Cabin boy Connor

[(Anonymous)]

AU - Haytham doesn't leave Ziio behind after impregnating her. Instead, he marries her and Connor grows up with two loving parents. When Connor is 12, Haytham offers to show them the world, and the three head off on the Aquila to see the sights. It doesn't last long when the ship is attacked by pirates - the ship is sunk and almost everyone on board is dead. The sole survivor is Connor, who drifts for days before being pulled aboard the Jackdaw, captained by Edward Kenway.

Edward can't bring himself to kill a kid that's just been orphaned, so he informs Connor that they'll drop him off at the next port, and until then he's going to be their cabin boy. A few days later they drop him off, and head off on their own adventures again. Later, they run across the ones who killed Haytham and Ziio, and Edward learns that the ship was targeted because they wanted Haytham dead, due to his betrayal of the Order, but their leader feels Haytham didn't suffer enough - so they're going after his kid.

Edward puts the pieces together, and rushes back to save Connor, who is now in danger of being killed by his father's enemies.

Points if...

*Edward doesn't quite make it, and Connor is attacked, resulting in a scar (preferably somewhere on his face). He becomes quite conscious of it afterwards, always touching it or thinking people are staring at him because of it.

*Connor is traumatized by his parent's death and has regular nightmares. In order to relieve the nightmares he climbs into the crow's nest and sleeps. Edward always gets up early to put him back in his own bed before the crew wakes up.

*Edward doesn't do things like hugs and whatnot; he takes the subtle route when it comes to his relationship with Connor. Little touches, small gifts, lessons he wouldn't teach anyone else, things like that.

*Someone attempts to attack Connor either while they're at port or while in the middle of a battle with another ship; Connor screams and the entire crew basically goes apeshit on Connor's attacker because they've grown to like their little buddy.

*Edward teaches Connor how to pilot the ship, with lots of fluff and AWWWW moments resulting.

Re: Cabin boy Connor

[(Anonymous)]

Oh my god, I didn't know I needed this until I read this prompt.

Seconded to the second dimension!

Three Sentence Ficathon

[(Anonymous)]

Now for something a little different.

There's a multi-fandom three sentence ficathon going on here: http://rthstewart.dreamwidth.org/87903.html

Curiously, there's a lot of AC going around in it, so this anon proposes we go prompt and fill things (you can do it anon if you want) and post our AC fills here in this thread.

Are you up for the challenge, anons?

Assassin's Creed, Shaun Hastings, helpless

[(Anonymous)]

He's never been an optimist, never the sort of man people turn to when they're hurt or upset; he's far too acerbic for that, even if he wanted the position. Rebecca is the one who's supposed to pull everyone up and laugh in the face of impending disaster in that disarming way she has that makes everyone, friend and enemy alike underestimate her.

But Rebecca's taken to communing silently with her computers, her usually cheerful face drawn and weary under the weight of everything the past months have dropped on them, and when Desmond takes his rare breaks from the Animus and goes from one to another of them, seeking comfort or hope or some bloody thing to make this all right, there's just nothing Shaun can say to him that will make that difference.

Desmond or Clay, bleeding effect of the opposite gender

[(Anonymous)]

This anon would like to see Desmond or Clay affected by the bleeding effect into thinking they are female. You can make this go as deep as you want from thinking they have breasts to suddenly(?) being attracted to guys.

Would prefer that the situation not be just comical but a bit serious as well. Interaction with other modern day assassins a plus. Infinite bonus points if they hallucinate that they're pregnant.

Fill - Crossroads

[(Anonymous)]

I went pretty serious with this fill which I don't think is what the OP wanted. If any other Anons have a more lighthearted fill they wanted to post, that would be great! I'll just share what I've got in the meantime.

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She can’t believe it. She’s looking right at it, but still. The people of her village had legends about the sacred cave; the children would create stories to frighten each other, but this? Kaniehti:io had not expected this.

A man came up beside her, looking up at the great shining barrier as well. She had never met him before, but she felt that she almost… knew him, somehow. His spectacles reflected the blue light as his eyes traveled over its shifting surface. She looked back to the surface of the barrier and tried to catch her breath.

“Odd, isn’t it?” He remarked suddenly. Kaniehti:io tilted her head slightly to show she listened and followed the massive arch of stone that framed the barrier.

“I never expected such a thing would be beyond the door.” She answered at last. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him startle and turn to look at her. She stepped forward to look at the stone protrusion that looked to be some kind of complicated lock.

“I meant more along the lines of how this could just be sitting down here for so many years without anyone being the wiser, but yeah, fair enough.”

The way he spoke reminded her of someone. Someone she couldn’t quite recall. Her hand reached out, and something seemed off about it, something about her skin…

“Alright there Desmond?” Shaun asked and she realized that she was dead.

Desmond fought to not jerk his hand back, staring at his tattoo. He hadn’t even noticed the Bleed taking over. It had always been so violent before. He closed his fist and let his arm swing back down to his side.

“Yeah, I’m good.” He walked back to the Animus slowly, ignoring Shaun’s concern.

-----

She’s so happy.

Luxuriating on the chaise lounge, Maria stretched each leg individually. Her ankles have been so sore of late, and her back is often cramped and aching. But today, her bambino is quietly resting inside her, and she has spent the morning doing nothing but embroidery in her chemise, and she feels that the entire world is wonderful.

Giovanni had said he would be back before noon, and as it nears midday she begins to grow anxious. Perhaps sensing her distress, her boy shifts and brushes a hand against her belly. She strokes at the little handprint and he settles.

To pass the time she thinks on names once again. Giovanni never seems satisfied with anything she suggests but he will not say so. He merely hums and nods and kisses her neck. As if that was an acceptable answer.

She loves the name Claudia, but she has been able to tell since he began to shift inside her that her firstborn would be Giovanni’s son. An heir, and so soon after marrying. It will do her credit in the eyes of her mother and raise Giovanni’s status at the bank. Yet social politics are far from her mind.

All she can feel is the warmth of the sun and the press of a little hand against her skin, and Maria cannot tell if she has ever been so content before in all her life.

Desmond thinks it’s like waking up, almost. When he opens his eyes he’s staring up at Altair’s statue, and it pulls him back to the present faster than being shaken. Rebecca turns her head quickly to throw him a smile, then stuffs a sandwich in her mouth as she continues working.

Desmond pulls his hand out from under his shirt and pretends he isn’t disappointed at the flatness of his stomach.

-----

Desmond sneezes, and then swears quietly. He can tell that Rebecca’s about to offer him a tissue, but embarrassment grips him hard and he’s already heading to the door by the time she asks what’s wrong.

“Bathroom.” He gives his excuse at a near run. The loft of the warehouse was laid out simply enough, and he found it behind the second door he tried.

He hates this weakness of his sex. He gives a frustrated growl as he tears open the lacing on his trousers, pulling down his smallclothes to survey the damage. He can see a bright spot of blood staining the white fabric, and she tears off everything below her waist in a fury. Her smallclothes go into the basin to soak while she tries to fashion some kind of makeshift bandage.

She was supposed to go riding with Robert today, and away from the others he would help critique her form. Maria gave a frustrated growl and threw the useless gauzy fabric she’d found into a waste bin and decided she wouldn’t care if the blood ran down her legs.

She scrubbed at her smallclothes, the blood lifting out surprisingly easily. It looked as though the water itself was hardly stained at all, and that at least was some good fortune. He lifted the startlingly white fabric out of the basin and rung it out, using a nearby towel to help absorb some of the water. They’d still be cold and damp when he put them back on, but it was better than suspicious bloodstains.

Desmond shivered as he pulled his underwear back on, then stepped into his jeans. As he washed his hands in the surprisingly cold water he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror. For a second, his hair almost seemed too short and dark.

-----

When she opened her eyes in the dead of the night she was immediately terrified. The white and the metal. The smooth lines of the strange furnishings. The soft sheets and downy mattress.

She had been taken back.

Eve whimpered and turned to her side, hiding her tears as she sobbed her heartbreak.

AC3 Multiplayer: Huntsman & Nightstalker

[(Anonymous)]

I'm loving this multiplayer game! And recently fell in love with this couple. Need some Huntsman hunting down the Nightstalker only to find that the Nightstalker finds ways to allude him. Cue Huntsman getting frustrated that turns to respect forming admiration which he finally realizes that he has a crush/lust on the Nightstalker. Also throw in the Nightstalker paranoid (because apparently he is a psychopath) only to find himself caught in a trap by the Huntsman then dragged to a not so secluded yet carefully hidden place where the Huntsman does the nasty to Nightstalker who is turned on yet trying to fight back because the Huntsman is his target; all the while being paranoid by whispers he is hearing which means his pursuer is close by. (which in the end turns out to be the Huntsman, I think the term is called SWEETDEATH!)

I want something verging on romance to "hey you got a fine ass and I'm curious" and I'd love to see what the filler can come with to trap the Nightstalker. (whoo-hoo my first naughty prompt!)

Re: AC3 Multiplayer: Huntsman & Nightstalker

[(Anonymous)]

oh my god... this sounds like the best thing ever!!!! i love this couple too!!! it feels good to not be alone shipping this. c:

Genie in a...labtop?

[(Anonymous)]

After running away from the Farm, Desmond settles down and attempts to blend in. One evening after work, he comes across a garage sale where someone is offering a working labtop for a hundred bucks. Desmond, who has been without TV and such up until now, takes it.

Only to discover once he arrives home that the labtop is the home of a snarky, british glasses-wearing tea-drinking genie by the name of Shaun. Who does not like Desmond in the slightest. Sadly, Desmond is his master and must grant his wishes until released or dismissed.

Do with it what you will.

Re: Genie in a...labtop?

[(Anonymous)]

Question, don't you mean laptop?

Malik/ M! Novice hello there

[(Anonymous)]

Malik may only have one arm but he's still a badass. Except there's a novice with the inability to pay attention for more than 2 seconds. Malik assumes the novice thinks he's weak. Novice secretly wants Malik pissed because is hot as hell when he's angry. Altair is watching in amusement. Naturally, no one expected Malik to do what he does.

kinks
bondage
biting(not too much)
rimming(not required but always nice)

I don't like
bloodplay
bathroom stuff(sex in in the bath is fine)

bonuses
no malik/altair
Malik tops
novice likes giving head

Herp

[(Anonymous)]

Omg. What. Now I have images of Malik getting head from random novice under the counter while Altair comes in to report on missions hnnggggggg

Omega! Desmond x Alpha! Altair, Connor, Ezio

[(Anonymous)]

Being an Omega, Desmond's parents believe that he needs to be sheltered and protected from the world. Desmond is tired of it, and wants his freedom. After many arguments, William gives in and makes Desmond a compromise. He'll get his wish IF, he finds a mate from a group of Alpha's picked out by William himself. Desmond reluctantly agrees.

William searches tirelessly and narrows down to Altair, Ezio, and Connor. He invites them to his estate, so Desmond has a chance to get to know them, and so that William can keep a close eye.

Re: Omega! Desmond x Alpha! Altair, Connor, Ezio

[(Anonymous)]

Nngh, you're making us choose? This is going to be harder than I thought. *sulks*

Excellent request though, and I hope someone ambles along soon to fill it! I can't write to save my life, or I'd do it.

Blind!Altair/Malik maybe?

[(Anonymous)]

Anon's very upset, as anon's been told that he's legally blind, and will never be able to do a lot of things now, like drive a car, and anon's parents are thinking of getting him a cane.
So of course, Anon wants to see Mr. Ibn-La'Ahad go through legal blindness (or total, whichever floats anon's boat) and Malik gets to mock him. In AU or whatever.
tl;dr, blind!Altair with semi-asshole!Malik
sex not required

Re: Blind!Altair/Malik maybe?

[(Anonymous)]

SOMEONE FILL THIS DAMMIT!!

Templar boyband, apple shenanigans, crack

[(Anonymous)]

I don't care what the shenanigans are, I just want something super silly with the loveable villains of ACIII.

Freaky friday flips? Clones? Time travel? Smut is awesome but totally optional.

Haytham/Charles, roleplay

[(Anonymous)]

Specifically, roleplaying as each other. I just really think roleplay sex is cute and awesome and I would love to see fic and/or art of Haytham and Charles wearing each other's clothes and pretending to be the other while they have sex. And before they have sex, since they obviously won't be fully clothed during.

Re: Haytham/Charles, roleplay

[(Anonymous)]

oh god

i've never written this particular kink before but i'm going to give it a go.

i love their clothes and i love this pairing so

watch this space

[(Anonymous)]

So, March 13th was Desmond's birthday. I'd like to see birthday fic, if that's okay...it can be happy, sad, heartbreakingly angsty (he didn't live to see 26, after all), whatever you want, with whoever you want. Hell, if you were silly like me and forgot, it can be belated birthday fic!

Just...I dunno, something birthday related for Desmond.

Drabble Fill: Belated Birthday 1/1

[(Anonymous)]

Death was strange. Most TV programs and books painted it as either a Heaven or a Hell, depending on what you did in life. Some painted it as the perfect paradise for all, a resting spot for those that had a long life. Some just skipped the resting altogether and went on to reincarnation. But Death was none of those things.

It was like the Animus, in a sense. White, blank with nothing in sight no matter how far along he walked. It was quiet, not in a bad way, but after a while the quiet got lonely. Desmond would sigh, sit down for a while, and then after an hour or so would stand back up and walk again, just to hear something besides his own breathing. He wondered how long it had been since he'd died. A day? Two? It didn't feel like he'd been here long at all.

After a time, he stopped thinking about the hows and whys of Death, and just came to accept that he could very well spend the rest of his (after)life walking around in one giant white void. At least he'd get some exercise.

But just when he was through thinking that, he came across something. A door, not very large or impressive, but one that wasn't locked. Desmond automatically tensed, readying himself for anything. Slowly, he unlocked the door and stepped inside. The door shut behind him, and Desmond found himself in pure darkness. There was something beneath his feet though, and so Desmond started walking again. And just like with the white, it was quiet and nothing in sight. Desmond just kept walking, somehow knowing now that there would be another door somewhere.

He was right. After spending around the same amount of time in the black as he had the white, he came across a second door; this one had a notice on it. Once again Desmond readied himself before stepping up to take the note.

'Hafeed,

Calm your blade. We mean you no harm. Step inside when you are ready to be welcomed home.'

The nickname sent a chill down his spine. In Arabic, hafeed meant 'nephew'. The only person who would call him such a name that spoke Arabic was Altair - but why would he be here? And what did he mean 'when you are ready to be welcomed home'? Was there someone else besides him here?

Forcing his suddenly erratic heartbeat to calm down, Desmond sheathed his blade, pulled his hood up, hunched his shoulders and opened the door before sticking his hands in his pockets and walking inside. He expected to walk into another one-color void, but instead the door lead to what looked like a bar tavern, where four men sat at a table, quietly talking. Desmond felt his heart stop dead in his chest. No way. It couldn't be...

One of them looked up, and a grin split his face. "Nipote!"

His knees threatened to give way. No. This couldn't be right. Why were they here?

When one of the men stood and his hood slipped off to reveal a face identical to his own, Desmond's knees really did give out, the world around him darkening quickly as he fainted. The last thing he heard was someone shouting his name before his head hit the floor and he blacked out.


------

When he came to, he was aware someone was petting his hair and murmuring softly to him. Off to the side Desmond could hear two whispered voices arguing - he quickly identified those as Altair and Ezio, which meant Connor was the one petting him. Somehow, that made him feel better than it should have.

"I told you to wait until he was ready, idiot!"

"He looked ready to me! He stepped inside, didn't he?"

"Let me tell you a secret, novice, just because someone takes the first step doesn't meant they're ready to make the journey. If you are any sort of assassin, you'd know that. Besides, can't you read postures?"

"What?"

"Hunched shoulders, hands in pockets, hood over his head - if that doesn't scream 'wary' I don't know what does. And the first thing you do is bellow at him at the top of your lungs like some rabid beast--"

"I am NOT a rabid beast!"

"So says the man whose first words to his descendant caused him to faint."

They continued to argue, Connor sighing above him. Desmond didn't open his eyes, enjoying the gentle touches being offered. He imagined Connor already knew he was awake, but he wasn't quite ready to deal with this yet, so he didn't push it. He was proven right when a warm breath hit his ear. "You know, they're not always like this. Altair wanted to go slow, but Ezio just wanted to see you again. He said you needed to be hugged and loved really badly after everything you'd gone through. I agreed with both of them - but there's just no pleasing them sometimes."

Desmond's lips twitched and his eyes opened a little bit. Connor's warm, shy smile greeted him. "You know, I think you're turning into my favorite ancestor."

Connor's grin got a little wider. "I'm glad to help."

"What? Why's HE the favorite?"

Desmond raised his head to meet Ezio's shocked expression. "Because he doesn't scream like a girl when he's not picked for favorite, idiot novice."

Altair threw back his head and roared at that, while Ezio's entire face went white than red from embarrassment. Connor buried his face into Desmond's shoulder while his body shook with laughter. "I-You... You are younger than me, Desmond! You can't call ME a novice!" Ezio yelled, pointing a finger at him. Altair had to lean against a table to keep himself upright, he was laughing so hard.

"Considering you made me faint, I think I can."

"I have made women faint before, and they have never called me a novice!"

Desmond raised an eyebrow at that, Connor's shaking getting worse as Ezio sputtered and eventually threw his hands up. "You know what? I'm done! Forget I even tried! I come here to show you how much I love and respect you and what do I get? Snark! Backsass! And from a younger wet-behind-the-ears boy who didn't go through half of what I did! In my day--"

"Oh god, not the 'in my day' stories, anything but that!" Desmond pleaded to the ceiling, not even trying to keep the laughter out of his voice anymore. This was just too damn fun. "My DAD used to tell those stories, about how they had to walk uphill both ways going to school in the snow with no shoes on while being chased by rabid dogs--"

It got progressively worse the more the conversation went on. The two bickered back and forth while Connor and Altair sat on the sidelines and laughed at their idiotic. Still, everyone knew nobody meant any of what they said, and by the end of it Desmond somehow ended up in a cuddle pile with his ancestors, head tucked beneath Altair's chin while Connor and Ezio laid against his sides while they talked of all that had gone on.

At some point Desmond fell asleep, body too exhausted to hold out anymore. It was the first time he fell into a deep, restful sleep and stayed asleep, surrounded by the protective embrace of his ancestors and the knowledge that the world would live on through the sacrifices of another, however hard they were. And someday maybe, that person might end up here with them, and they would be greeted just as he had been, with laughter and the bonds that not even time itself could erase.

Connor in dress

[(Anonymous)]

I want someone make a fic about this:
http://mureh.tumblr.com/post/45755388820

Not crack please, but something where Connor has to wear that dress or where he is forced to wear it. Pretty please? :)

Ezio gay, Desmond straight

[(Anonymous)]

Had this knocking around my brain for a while.

What if Desmond find out while in the Animus that Ezio is gay, but Desmond certainly isn't. Yet of course he had to continue or risk desynchronization.

So while Ezio has fun we can have Desmonds horrified description as it happens to him.

Similar, Not Same

[(Anonymous)]

Because life is a bitch, Desmond runs across an immortal Malik in his travels. Malik is thoroughly disgusted by what the Order and the Assassins have become, and resolves to whip them all into shape.

Desmond he absolutely loathes, because he reminds Malik of that One Idiot Novice. Desmond refuses to let Malik use him as a punching bag because of his similarities to Altair, and resolves to show the older man that yes, while he looks like Altair, he is nothing like him and deserves some level of respect as his own person.

Re: Similar, Not Same

[(Anonymous)]

Good. This is good. I would love to see someone do this.
Seconding!