asscreedkinkmeme ([personal profile] asscreedkinkmeme) wrote2011-03-29 05:37 pm
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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.3

Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.3
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Get out of my bureau!

☃ 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
( Archive
(Dreamwidth) Archive <- Currently active
Part 1
Part 2
Part 4
Part 5
Fills Only


(Anonymous) 2011-05-24 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Let's start this part of the kink meme with a bang and a round of applause to the writers who helped the filling in part 2!

Any/anon! (E.g. Malik/anon, Lucy/anon, Leonardo/anon, Altair/anon etc)

Re: Assassin/Anon

(Anonymous) 2011-05-24 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)

But, as a writefag, I'm almost afraid this prompt will end up with a Mary Sue or Gary Stu. Lord knows it's crawling with them at the Pit. *Shudders*

Re: Assassin/Anon

(Anonymous) 2011-05-24 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Ditto to that. It's basically asking us to break the cardinal rule: don't write self inserts because they are bad, bad things.

Re: Assassin/Anon

(Anonymous) 2011-05-25 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
It was a cute idea; it just went awry by those of us who have fought against the Sues and Stus and self-inserts. :)


(Anonymous) 2011-05-25 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
Damn, yeah, I didn't think of that. I was kind of hoping that we could just keep it as some short fill with no names or genders, just a random 'anon' figure...Ah, cruel fate.

Re: OP

(Anonymous) 2011-05-26 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
When you put it like that now I just want to write someone stalking one of the boys XD

Re: OP

(Anonymous) 2011-12-20 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
I have a half-formed idea of one of the boys *pretending* anonymity to protect their own interests/emotions while attempting to seduce the other (Ok, it's totally Altair trying to get into Malik's robes, and not wanting Malik to know...) Is that an appropriate response or nowhere near what you were hoping for?

fill [1/2] indeterminate

(Anonymous) 2011-05-26 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
What about a gangbang? I tried to make anon anonymous, genderless, pervert, as anon mostly is. And yes, maybe a little Mary Sue :D
Spoiler warning for brotherhood ending or more likely a bit of Revelations revelations (har har). Not much though as we don't know much yet.
Plotdevice!Animus anyone?
Sorry for the weirdness. It made sense in my head. Why am I doing this when I should do a lot of other things no one will ever know. D:

Unbeta'd. Also my first language isn't English so sorry in advance for any spelling mistakes/weird wording.


Where am I? Desmond slowly stood up feeling dizzy. He let his gaze travel through the place. It looked a bit familiar... He tried to reach for the knowledge. Animus. Yes, it had something to do with Animus.

He had no idea what an Animus was. Somehow, the space managed to look like the Animus 2.0 loading space anyway, but something was off... The patterns flashing around him were black, and it was somehow more rapid. It kind of made him feel worse, including the fact that he had no idea why it was there or where he actually was for that sake.

Shit, it's like I had the worst hangover ever...
He didn't actually remember drinking though. He didn't remember a party. He wasn't even sure who he was. He tried to think, but his head felt way too heavy. Trying to use it was like torture.

I wonder if there's a way out nearby, he thought, and started walking. Soon it became jogging, then straight out running. He saw nothing different, but kept continuing. His head was still too clouded to think, but he tried to remember. He succeeded only with glimpses of a pretty blonde woman and a young handsome man with brown hair tied to a ponytail with a red ribbon, or wait, was that an older man with a beard? He wasn't sure about anything, but hey, it was something...

And he kept running as fast as he could. Somehow he didn't get tired at all. He was sure he had ran for some time. He thought he had. If there was time at all. He couldn't swear there was as everything was the same as when he entered. Nothing changed, there wasn't any source of light yet he saw his surroundings well.

He had slowed down to walking some time ago and was thinking about a man with reddish hair, glasses and a British accent who had popped in his mind when heard a voice. It was a distant noise breaking towards the end, but it was a voice, he was sure of it. His heart beat fast and he sped up until his legs were almost a blur under him.

" Hey! " he shouted, and coughed after. His throat felt sore after not using it for some time. But now he definitely saw something. Somehow the characters in the distance seemed to multiply. He closed in as quickly as he could.

" What the hell... " Soon he could see there was about a dozen people standing around one. No, standing was probably the wrong word. Harassing was way more accurate. They were competing to get something of the one they were all surrounding. Desmond tried to examine them. It surprised him by being very hard. They weren't multiplying any more, but they were hazy, hard to grasp, like projections or unclear memories. That's when he noticed that he was now standing a short way from everyone he had remembered during his stay in the odd space. Among others, there was the blonde woman with the bun, Italian-looking man, the Brit, the artist-looking blonde man, the one-armed Arabian... He stepped closer to see who the bald man with the cross symbol on his armor was currently kissing deeply. That's when the man who reminded him of a fox somehow in his yellow-and-orange clothing noticed him and came closer lips curved in a sly smile.

fill [2/2] indeterminate

(Anonymous) 2011-05-26 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Desmond didn't notice he was growing nervous until the moment the fox-man talked to him.
" La Volpe has been waiting for you. We all have. "
" W-wha... Where am I? What is this? Who are you? "
" Oh, but La Volpe can't tell you that. La Volpe is not from your world. "
" My world? What the hell? "
" That is not important. Now, we have gathered here to reward. "
" Reward? " Desmond felt very confused.
" They have always worked so hard to make the dreams of all kinds of fangirls coming true... They have done much good. But no one ever rewards them! " Fox-guy moved aside and pointed to the pile of people.

Desmond hadn't before actually tell who was the one others were circling. Now he saw her..him? The creature was human very obviously, but it lacked certain parts to be actually defined as a man or a woman. It wasn't built as broad as a strong man but wasn't slender enough to be surely defined as a woman. It had nothing else on but a black skin-tight one-piece garment covering almost everything: even its head was covered by a skin-tight mask-thing with a big question mark over the face. It was watching as a posh-looking renaissance-man was having practically clothes-on sex with a blonde man wearing armor with the same cross marks as the bald one. The creature giggled and muttered something about.. crack? That was the first thing that made some sense. Desmond wouldn't be surprised at all if these were some weird drug hallucinations.

" They are anon ", the fox guy whispered, admiration in his voice, watching the human creature.
" Uh, okay. And, you're rewarding it? "
" Them ", La Volpe said, eyeballing Desmond angrily.
" La Volpe is. If you don't mind ", he said, walking back to the crowd engaging the anon in a deep kiss and groping him who knows where. Desmond blinked twice, taken aback.
Wow. I didn't know the old man had that in him... he would have chuckled, but he was more afraid that it would make the fox-guy come to him. He tried to back off slowly, but caught the attention of three figures: the blonde bun -woman in white clothes, the reddish-haired Brit with glasses and a woman with black hair cut in short layers and earphones. Desmond swallowed nervously, turned around and tried to keep walking, but was soon stopped by the blonde woman.

" Hey, Desmond ", she smiled at him.
" You know my name? " Desmond watched her cautiously, even if her eyes were friendly. The earphones-woman stood next to her, smiling at Desmond. The Brit had disappeared.
" ..Where am I? What is this? " he tried. Maybe he finally would get some answers. But the blonde chuckled and the black-haired one flashed a grin.
" Oh, but I think you know it already? " the blonde didn't bother waiting for an answer before pressing her lips on Desmond's, whose mouth quickly opened up into an "o".

Ohh.. he thought, surprised. He didn't get a chance to say anything though, as the blonde woman kissed him and the other bent over to open his pants' zipper. Suddenly someone wrapped his arms around Desmond and pressed himself to Desmond's backside, kissing his neck. The brit, Desmond thought, but the black-haired woman kind of stole his attention by licking his inner thigh. He couldn't hold back and moaned lowly into the blondes mouth. All in all, he didn't actually feel that awkward. To be honest he actually enjoyed it. Maybe it wouldn't matter if he let himself enjoy this in this weird, weird place. It was the first thing he had actually felt for some time, and it felt good.

They had probably caught the anon's attention, because it came closer.
" Oh! My OT4! " she squealed, eagerly waching.
Desmond had other stuff on his mind at the moment though.


(Anonymous) 2011-05-26 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Writeranon I love you! I had lost hope when the mary-sue/gary-stu problem had arisen but you resurrected this and my god was it good.
In fact, I might just read it again.
And again!

Thank you so much!!

writefag here

(Anonymous) 2011-05-26 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
You're too kind! This isn't worthy of your words. I notice now so many idiotic spelling mistakes/words missing...
It seems like I donated my exam-studying day well enough :D;;