asscreedkinkmeme ([personal profile] asscreedkinkmeme) wrote2009-12-26 11:46 pm
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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed

Assassin's Creed Kink Meme
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Welcome to the Animus 2.5

✠ 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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Part 2
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Discussion

In Your Image [2.5/2]

(Anonymous) 2010-11-06 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
Leaning on the railing a floor above, hidden in the shadows weak moonlight could not reach, Ezio watched as his friend was wracked with shuddering sobs. The artist’s shoulders shook and trembled, his breath coming in hiccups and choking gasps. Ezio stood, and watched, as Leonardo’s trembling hands ghosted over cold marble in the half-darkness. No candles had been lit when the assassin crept in through an upper window, and only the full moon’s silver glow cast any light at all into the studio. Color was leached from Leonardo’s skin, making him pale even beside the statue, even as the marble of Ezio’s reflection seemed to come alive beneath trembling fingers. A reflection which lacked only the marks of violence Ezio’s own body bore.

Strange, that a figure in stone should shine with more life than the man who sculpted it.

His cheeks soaked by heavy tears, unkempt hair falling in his eyes, the artist traced every definition of muscle he had carved over the course of years. The base remained unfinished—Leonardo had been completely honest in his long-past apology—but every inch of stone which made up the seated figure was free from dust or other marks of time. Leonardo rested his head against a sculpted knee, chapped lips brushing against unfeeling stone, as exhaustion consumed his melancholy brain.

“Tell me, caro mio,” Ezio breathed into the darkness, “why do you weep? Because I am not your sculpture, or the statue is not me?”

Re: In Your Image [2.5/2]

(Anonymous) 2010-11-06 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
Oh no, I read this just as "Ghost" by the Indigo Girls came on my playlist. Am currently wiping away tears and think this is beautiful. Terribly sad, but beautiful.

EZIO WHY ARE YOU STAYING IN THE SHADOWS GO DOWN THERE OMG

I am now in need of some happy Leo/Ezio in order to restore balance.

Re: In Your Image [2.5/2]

(Anonymous) 2010-11-12 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
FML! OP here, and how did this get past me without my realizing it!? You made me sniffle and whine like a little baby and I loved every second of it. So sad, and I can almost taste the yearning. Thank you!

Write!fag here...

(Anonymous) 2010-11-15 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you OP anon for giving such an awesome prompt! I am sorry it did not end in sexytimes, but am glad you enjoyed.

first filler approves

(Anonymous) 2010-11-22 09:37 am (UTC)(link)
This was really well done, and an interesting take on the prompt. Sad, but I can always console myself by imagining that Leo heard him and they came to an understanding.