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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2

Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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One by one, he removed his gloves and dropped them to the floor and pressed his palms to Ezio's temples. "I stood on those gallows ten years ago with my two beloved boys, my eldest and my youngest, my two innocents…and I saw my eagle, my assassin in the crowd, fighting to reach us. And I wanted to tell you no. 'No! Don't come near us.' I knew you would be slaughtered in a heartbeat…and that it would be my fault. But I could not see, the death was too swift. And I woke on with my two boys, my brother smiling in my face and holding what we thought had been lost forever. And I had to ask where you were. But you were gone. You had killed already. And I knew you would not stop." He brushed the hair away from the assassin's forehead and kissed him, like he had so many years ago when the boy had first leapt, had proven himself worthy of his ancestry.

"I know what it is to die, Ezio," he breathed. "And it is no different than sleep. It is my fault you live like this, my fault that I have turned you into this beast made to kill. I do not want to have to live like you have, alone and without my family, without hope. Please believe us," he added with a gentle smile, "we are not dreams. We will not leave."

Ezio dropped to his knees with a wail of grief that shook to the very bone. Giovanni fell to close his son in his arms, and was finally met with the same embrace and hysterical sobs of, "Papa, Papa…."

Leonardo slid down the wall, sobbing quietly into his hands, overwhelmed at the sight. Frederico was slow to approach, suspecting that as much as he wanted nothing more than to throw his father aside and crush his brother in a hug, Ezio may not be as partial to that - their previous faux-enemy competitiveness may have carried over. He was wrong however, when Ezio seized his wrist and yanked him into his arms. He'd never felt his brother tremble so, and rubbed his back in comfort - he didn't dare look at his father. He couldn't bear the thought of him crying, could hardly bear it when he cried himself.

Ezio pulled back, his eyes bloodshot and wet, his face an utter mess. "Where's Petruccio?" he gasped. "Is he not-"

"He's in Monteriggioni," Frederico said, giving his brother a playful slap on the arm. "Weak constitution, remember? He wouldn't have made it in one piece. Anyway," he added, wiping his eyes on his sleeve. "He might still be afraid he's the only one to age anymore."

"He's…mío dio, he must be almost-"

"He's just right," Giovanni said firmly. "Looks younger than Frederico, thankfully. Hoping he stays that way." He gestured to Leonardo, who blushed, still sitting against the wall. "'Fraid we gave him a fright."

Whoops, miscounted, so it's 5/5, not 4/4. :D

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"Leonardo," Ezio said hastily, scrambling over to his friend. His hand released his father's ever so reluctantly. "I'm…I'm so sorry. Wait…did you-?"

"We literally just came in the back," Frederico assured him. "He was probably about as frightened as you were."

"I…got word from Mario," Leonardo said sheepishly, blushing at Ezio's hand on his knee. "Ezio…"

"I…" Ezio suddenly froze, realizing the cause of Leonardo's, and now his own, embarrassment.

Leonardo dropped his gaze. This was a private moment for all of them, it wasn't his place to intrude, even if it was in the middle of his own studio. But to have to break it to them like this…he didn't want to ruin anything remade.

Ezio's hand was suddenly on his, and he started, looked up at Ezio, who was gazing resolute at his father and brother.

"I have had few people I could trust so much as to call my friend," he said. "Leonardo has been with me for nearly ten years and has never judged me. I can trust him more than I have trusted any woman."

Frederico raised his eyebrows and put up his hands in mock defeat. "Trust me, fratello," he said. "Father and I have no place to judge you."

"You…wait, what?" Ezio was completely confused. "What do you mean….oh dio. Papa?"

"Saving him from the Arno wasn't the only thing Lorenzo him for." Frederico laughed at the open mouth stare Leonardo had fixed him with.

Giovanni closed his eyes, a rueful grin gracing his mouth. "Frederico, I sometimes worry about how much you know."

"Learned a thing from a Fox about your youth," Frederico shrugged, a wicked little gleam so like his young self back in his eyes. "Along with a thing or two I could take along."

"Frederico!" Ezio stood up and clapped him on the arm. His brother in turn stole the opportunity and pulled him into another full embrace, which Ezio returned with all the warmth from ten years passed.

"I've been so afraid brother," Frederico said softly. "Every day, wondering if there was any of you left to find. Wondering how you faired, if you knew we were alive."

Ezio nodded, his throat aching. He didn't trust himself to speak again about the matter. Instead, he cleared his throat and addressed his father. "Have you seen Mother yet? Claudia?"

"Yes." Giovanni's face darkened. "As much of a monster this has made you, I will forever be grateful you did not let me get my hands on those bastardi that touched her."

Ezio saw a muscle in his brother's jaw leap at the words. "Did she…know you were alive?"

"No." Giovanni's eyes glittered and he let out a harsh breath. "I will not let any harm come to her again. I would rather it be by my own hand than by the hands of the Borgia."

Ezio nodded, then unbuckled a bracer and held it out. "Take it. It was yours."

Giovanni stared at his son, and saw the glint of the animal behind the gentle golden brown. He took the blade and slipped it on, and in the moment felt like the fire was back, up and roaring. But he was trained to resist it.

"For now," he said softly. "They are all safe. I trust Mario more than I trust myself sometimes."

"Besides," said Frederico. "It is better if we remain in hiding. If they have the Apple, and they saw what it can do…" He glanced at his father, then back at Ezio. "It would be worse than we could imagine. They would not stop at three people. They could raise armies, Ezio."

"They could. But they won't." Ezio's voice was dark. "I will not let them."

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Phew, hoped OP was pleased!!! I was waiting waiting waiting for someone to fill but they didn't.

Sorry if the mush was a little...mushy. :D

:DDDDDDD I am very pleased!

OMGGGGGGGG Thank you so much writer anon!!! /tears of joy
After long, hard day, this made it all better zomg<3<3

writer!anon says thank you so much, and she's so glad to have helped!!!! <3 <3 <3 *massive hugs*

i had a lot of fun writing it :D

Browsing through the prompts, just came across this one and oooh, my heart has completely melted. Mushy fic is mushy but that is absolutely okay! The story Giovanni told was lovely and Ezio finally breaking down got me a little choked up. Thank you for this wonderful image of the reunited family! :D

This was so adorable and made my heart ache and almost made me teary-eyed, dayum. Thank you, writeranon!

THIS. THISSSSSSS. TTTTTTHHHHHHIIIIIISSSSSSS.

/CRIES TEARS OF JOY FOREVER AND SQUEES SO LOUD HE WAKES THE HOUSE

;A; IT HAD MY FAVOURITE CHARACTERS AND IMPLIED GIO/LOR AND. AND. AND. AND. ANDDDDD <3<3<3<3

THE GOOFY LOVING STARE I HAVE FIXED AT THIS FIC IS RIDICULOUSLY LOVING THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND :3 :3

Awww, writer!anon says thank you so much!!! I loved writing it, this anon is a sucker for fluff and emotional!Ezio. <3

I quite enjoyed reading this. The characterization was very good and the tone was set beautifully. It stands out to me for the really raw portrayal of Ezio you have, wounded and angry and in tenuous control of himself.

If you plan on posting this elsewhere, I'd be happy to give it a beta-read for you. I did notice a couple of minor errors, but it just needs a little polishing to make it really shine. If it's typical of your work, I wouldn't mind beta-reading other works of yours as well ^_^

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