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.

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✩ Last, but not least: HAVE FUN!

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Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
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Vulpine 1/1

[(Anonymous)]

I gave Haytham enhanced speed and agility, as in Celtic culture and mythology (and still fairly relevant in even modern Britain) the fox was thought to represent quick-footedness and grace (as well as intelligence and cunning).

I apologise if this was not what you wanted, anon.

"I'm sorry," Haytham murmurs. It is a mantra, Ziio fears quite possibly the only thing keeping him sane. The tears fall from his eyes with barely a hitched breath, and the only thing she can do is hold him and wait. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Ziio."

"It is fine. It was not you," she replies soothingly, stroking his hair. She is lying, it is not fine at all. He had been so angry, so very angry and she had been so very, very scared.

After taking the tea, after gaining the power to move faster than the human eye could comprehend, he had started to change. It was almost unnoticeable at first, but as he used the power of the fox more and more, he became snappish and withdrawn, easily angered, his moods changing constantly. She'd thought she could overlook it, that everything would be all right until they were safe and this war ended. She had been wrong.

It had been a stupid argument, about whose turn it was to fetch firewood or something,and he had complained of a headache and she had laughed and he had snapped and in less than a second he had moved thirty feet and pinned her against a tree by the neck and it was not Haytham in his eyes but an animal. She had choked, and just as her vision had begun to blur he had released her, horrified at what he had just done, at how he had changed since his spirit journey.

"No, no, it isn't, I'm sorry," he chokes. "I-- I didn't-- I love you."

"And I love you, too," Ziio replies. This is true. She loves Haytham, but not the fox-spirit corrupting him. She hopes his work will be done before the damage is irreparable. Although, to be frank, she knows in her heart that it is probably already too late.

He clutches at her furs desperately, and she feels his tears soaking through to her skin.

"You shouldn't be around me," he manages, between heaving sobs that wrack his body. "Too dangerous."

"It is not you," Ziio says, and she feels like crying too. "It is the tea."

It's a long few minutes before Haytham composes himself enough to speak.

"I'm slipping, Ziio," he says, sounding desperate. He wipes his eyes and takes deep breaths and doesn't look at her face. "I can feel myself fading and something else taking my place."

"I would never have allowed you to take the tea if I had known what it would do to you," Ziio murmurs.

Haytham says nothing, but gives her a firmer embrace.

"Does your head still hurt?" Ziio asks, softly.

"Everything hurts nowadays," Haytham replies, sounding exhausted. "Head, stomach, lungs..."

"I love you," Ziio tries again. Haytham places a gentle hand on her half-swollen belly, and kisses her cheek.

"I love you too."

That's probably the reason she wakes up the next morning all alone, with Haytham's belongings gone. It doesn't make this inevitable turn of events hurt any less, but she manages to kid herself for a whole morning that he'll come back, that he's not going to die or lose himself completely.

She vows that she will never let their child throw their sanity away with the red tea. That she will not lose the last remnant of Haytham she has left. That she will protect this child with her life if need be because she is its mother and she loves it.

Re: Vulpine 1/1

[(Anonymous)]

Not op... but holy crap!!!

That was so achingly sad and perfect!!

Re: Vulpine 1/1

[(Anonymous)]

Jesus Christ, this was wonderfully sad. ;^; I feel so bad for then. Good job anon!

Re: Vulpine 1/1

[(Anonymous)]

Not op.
man this gave me so many feels, I wish something like this had happened in the DLC, or if we could just get a bit MORE information about Haythams death.

I wish this was long, but it is nonetheless an amazing and heartwrenching fill!

Re: Vulpine 1/1

[(Anonymous)]

did not expect my heart to be broken by the kink meme today, oh my god /sobs

this was very good ;_;

Re: Vulpine 1/1 (write anon)

[(Anonymous)]

NOBODY EXPECTS THEIR HEART TO BE BROKEN BY THE KINK MEME! FILL ANONS HAVE ONE WEAPON: THE ELEMENT OF SURPRISE AND PLOT BUNNIES!

no but seriously I didn't expect the fill to turn out so sad and i'm very flattered by all these lovely comments <3