Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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Welcome to the Brotherhood

∆ 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!

List of Kinks
(Livejorunal) Archive
#2 (Livejournal) Archive
(Delicious.com) Archive
(Dreamwidth) Archive <- Currently active
Part 1
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
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Discussion

Comments

Re: WWII Assassins

[(Anonymous)]

Hopefully we don't love Nazis though. :/

Re: WWII Assassins

[(Anonymous)]

Damn those evil bastards and their fantastic fashion sense!

Re: WWII Assassins

[(Anonymous)]

many uniforms were designed by hugo boss.

Perfection 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

Here's the first part. Don't think this is what OP was going for, but this is how it ended up.



“Versammeln!”

Amongst the midst of cluttered bodies, scattered aimlessly across the gray ground, lines formed, almost instantaneously. A wicked smirk. Humanity seemed to have a fantastic penchant for perfection, for even in the most unaccommodating, most wretched of circumstances, the lines the prisoners gathered into were straight. Beautiful rows stretched gracefully into the barbed fences blockading innocent pink trees and soft grass. Altair admired his handiwork, golden eyes gleaming with triumph.

“They… move so quickly for you.”

“I know.”

What pride could one truly take in commanding an army? A loyal following of men? Ha! Altair could move the dead. Here, standing before him, were corpses, swaying in the breeze with bones more brittle than bread, and still he had attained mass perfection. These carcasses remained stacked upon one another, listlessly drowning in the heavy atmosphere of dust and death, but the lines remained parallel, vertical, effortless. Altair let his eyes roam the bodies devoid of life, and it soothed him. He couldn’t understand why, or how, but their anguish was simply… comforting. This, it allowed him to find a contentedness in his soul he had long believed to be dormant. And he loved it. Oh, he loved it so.

He glided past innumerable skeletons with a practiced ease. Each face was so identically sullen, it was almost laughable! How he pitied these men (if one could use such a title). Altair’s lips curved feverishly upward, in apparent glee, as he observed the hollow, hollow eyes of his prisoners, obscured by immensely protruding brow-lines and the depth of spacious eye sockets. Disgusting. And yet, inexplicably gorgeous.

A work of art.

Re: Perfection 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

This is so horrific yet at the same time absolutely stunning. Great job anon :D