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Kassandra`s ship, the Adrestia--or what was left of it--laid in pieces on the rocky beach that she found herself stranded on. She did not know where her crew was, nor Barnabas, or anyone aside from herself. All she knew was that she was sitting on the beach with what seemed to be a mermaid.

``I`m the one who`s different here?`` The misthios said incredulously. She lifted her head from where she had laid it on her knees, pressed up against her chest. Right now, all she wanted to do was mope. 

``For all I know, you`re a figment of my imagination,`` Kassandra announced, seemingly to herself.

❝ you’re different. you’re quite different. ❞   elsie doesn’t know it immediately, but the longer she looks at her the more she begins to detect the differences. there’s a connection to the sea there, too, she’s sure. 

mermaid au starter call        ♡        @aetoforos​.

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Sometimes a family can just be a mercenary, your brainwashed cultist brother, a Spartan general that threw you off a mountain, a different Spartan general, the daughter of Leonidas, triangle man, Boat Dad, Boat Dad’s boyfriend, a con artist, a child too good and pure for this world, and a feral eagle, and I think that’s wonderful.

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sometimes i notice one of my replies has typos in it and i give myself the ick as a writer,

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a mighty lesbian that I will love and treasure in my heart forever

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The game between them is endlessly amusing. They know each other—or, rather, people like them. Assassins. Bards. The like. But none were on their level except for the other, which was what made it all the more intoxicating. It shows in the way that Kassandra’s lips curve into a smirk, knowing that Leliana is trying to bluff her way through it. Still, she allows her back to hit the wall, but leans forward to invade the spymaster’s space. Her shoulders lean forward so that Kassandra all but towers over her.

“I don’t know,” the assassin mused, not breaking eye contact, “do you want me to?”

@aetoforos​ asked: “ with your mouth on mine, there’s less bullshit coming out of it. “ kiss starters

     leliana pauses for a second, brows furrowing in frustration. she’s equally matched in kassandra, and she’s well aware of it. perhaps not physically, but she has the mind of an assassin just the same as her agent. it’s become somewhat addicting, bickering over tiny details that truly don’t mean that much at all, but the upper ground is far too coveted for her to let go of it. 

          ❝i’m going to forget you said that, for both of our sakes.❞

     she punctuates her point by attempting to back her counterpart into the wall, bringing their lips dangerously close to each other. 

          ❝are you going to behave?❞

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ASSASSIN’S CREED: ODYSSEY “You’re brave. Beautiful. And if I had to guess, I’d say you have the blood of the Gods coursing through those veins.”

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@wolfkcst said  [ SHOVE ]:     seeing the receiver is in immediate danger, the sender runs to them and shoves them out of the line of fire. // eivor vc: move i'm gay

The arrow was coming, Kassandra knew in the back of her mind while she grappled with their enemy. She was sure she could dodge it, or even simply absorb it in her armor—either way, the Keeper was not overly concerned for a single precise arrow.

Who was? Eivor, who brazenly hit her like a charging horse, forcing Kassandra’s torso against their shoulder and the air out of the misthios’ lungs. They both slam into the ground, but not for long—Kassandra wildly grapples with Eivor until she has them pinned against the ground by their armor shoulder straps.

“Malaka!” Kassandra growled, shaking them against the ground. “Don’t do that! You could have gotten seriously hurt!” She released them, and backed off, stepping away with heaving shoulders. Fuck. She whirled around again and pointed at them. “Don’t worry about me. Don’t risk your life like that for me again!”

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@warpaiint​ said  🎀 - to braid / brush your muse’s hair . - aloy

Brown tresses fell down until the middle of an olive-skinned back. They were wavy, as if the locks of hair hadn’t left their intertwined pattern for a long time. Kassandra sat quietly, chin on her knees, feeling oddly at peace but exposed without her braid.

“Did you find the comb?” The assassin’s asks without turning to look. Her bones are tired, and she simply lacks the desire to move. If Aloy didn’t find the brush it would be a shame but not a cause for sorrow—she’d simply braid it again with the tangles nonetheless.

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bardbattled​:

❝ i can’t just grow longer legs! ❞   elsie is struggling to heave in breaths whilst running and arguing. she can do one or the other, but not both. she’s the wrong brightmore for all this adventuring nonsense - she was at the library because she’s a scholar. suddenly she’s being lifted off her feet and thrown over the woman’s shoulder.   ❝ whoa whoa whoa whoa! ❞

she’s struggling to just figure out how to hold herself in this bizarre perch, getting thrashed around by the running, when the door they’ve just gone through bursts back open… with a minotaur.   ❝ HOLY SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK?! ❞   she’s seen things like that in tile mosaics and stone sculptures, but real life is a huge stretch.

Mentally, Kassandra is cursing every God and deity and Isu-related subject under the sun that she got stuck with this human. Her mind nearly says human, but no—she can’t bring herself to alienate herself that much. Be as it was, part of her was still very human, even if it occasionally needed ... reminding. 

“Careful!” Kassandra yelled. She tossed Elsie off of her shoulder to distance her from the oncoming animal. She turns, then, and faces the charging beast—the tie that she was wearing glows suddenly, and transforms into a long, intricate spear. It’s then hurled into the Minotaur with all of the strength of Herakles, though it is not enough to stop it right away. For several frightening moments, Kassandra grapples with the creature until it dissipates into nothingness. 

The spear on the ground returns to it simple tie form, allowing Kassandra to loop it around her neck loosely while heavily breathing. Too much—far too much—had already been revealed to Elsie who was a mere unfortunate bystander. Still, she walked over to the scholar and offered her a hand.

“Maybe we could get a drink,” Kassandra lightheartedly suggested. 

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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.

okay so i got like, three books delivered this week, and in anticipation i reread another book that i had, and lads, let me tell ye, it was like quicksand. so now i have a list, some from my head, many from my wonderful friends’ heads, of prompts that basically made us all very soft or very “pleasantly scandalized rich lady from the sixties who just found out a juicy bit of goss about the new neighbor”. i hope ye like them! (DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST. I WILL MAKE A PART TWO. AND THREE. AND FOUR. MANY MANY PARTS. EVENTUALLY. )

[ HAIR ]:          sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)

[ CLOSE ]:          while standing remarkably close to one another, the sender is unable to stop themselves from running their gaze across the receiver’s body, lingering for a moment on their lips, before returning to initiate prolonged, intense eye contact.

[ CHIN ]:          as they stand close to one another, the sender hooks a finger and tenderly lifts the receiver’s chin, tilting it up so that they can look at one another, and running a thumb across their skin lightly.

[ THUMB ]:          while cupping the receiver’s cheek in their hand, the sender slowly glides their thumb across their cheekbone in a tender, sweeping caress.

[ WOUND ]:          upon noticing a recent injury on the receiver’s person, the sender carefully moves closer, running a thumb (or hand) across the wound in a gentle, troubled manner.

[ INHALE ]:          while standing in very close quarters to the receiver, the sender shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another.

[ DANCE ]:          when alone together (e.g. the bedroom, the kitchen, literally anywhere once they’re alone) the sender takes the receiver’s hand, and pulls them into a graceful yet intimate dance as a spontaneous act.

[ BARE ]:          as they get undressed, the sender gently places a soft, tender kiss against the receiver’s bare shoulder.

[ SCAR ]:          noticing a scar on the receiver’s skin, the sender tentatively stops them from covering it up, and rests a gentle, soft kiss over it.

[ FOREHEAD ]:          placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.

[ PALM ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender brings it to their mouth, and places a tender kiss against the receiver’s palm.

[ LINGER ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender lifts it to their lips, and gently kisses their knuckles, lingering for a moment before withdrawing.

[ BEHIND ]:         upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them.

[ WAIT ]:          realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure.

[ ARM ]:          after holding their hand, the sender releases the receiver, but slowly glides their hand up the full length of their arm, lingering on the upper arm, then the shoulder, then resting their touch against the side of their neck.

[ HOLD ]:          while close to the receiver, the sender wordlessly takes a hold of their hand, for no other purpose than to be holding it.

[ PLAY ]:          while sitting together, the sender absently lifts the receiver’s hand, idly running their fingertips across the lines of their palms, mapping out every inch of their hand with slow, lazy touches.

[ GUIDE ]:          in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back

[ TOUCH ]:          while touching the receiver’s waist, the sender’s hand briefly dips beneath the hem of their shirt, skimming briefly across the bare skin of their waist.

[ CUP ]:           bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face.

[ TUG ]:          the sender tugs the receiver close against them by resting a hand against the small of their back, pulling them flush against their body.

[ HUSH ]:          while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.

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bold of you to assume i die

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sometimes i think abt a soldier going back to their Fort after a little break or smth when kassandra has just Torn the shit out of it and it’s like. 50 dead soldiers. 2 dead dogs. 3 dead mercenaries. and exactly 0 captives and loot left

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𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

i rewatched the etern.als. and then i got thinkin. and now you guys are on the receiving end of more protective prompts, but these little beauties are aimed more for the act of actually saving a life! bon appetit!

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ what the hell were you thinking?! you could’ve been killed! “

“ hey! get away from them! “

“ if you wanna hurt them, you’re going to have to get through me, first. “

“ you underestimate how much you mean to me. i wasn’t about to let them hurt you. and i certainly wasn’t about to let them even consider killing you. “

“ i told you before. i’m not gonna let anything in this world nor the next harm you. “

“ you need to get out of here! go! i’ll buy you some more time! “

“ what are you doing?! i told you, get out of here! now! “

“ get it through your head, i’m not gonna just leave you here! “

“ now’s not the time to play the martyr, got it? you’ve got a good long life ahead of you, and i intend to keep it that way. “

“ you need to go now, okay? don’t worry. i’ve got this. they’ll want to be trying a lot harder if they want to keep me from protecting you. “

“ don’t worry about me; are YOU okay? “

“ damnit, [NAME]! i TOLD you not to play the hero! “

“ i can look after myself, you know. but… i do appreciate you stepping in back there. you saved my life. “

“ why are you so invested in keeping me alive? “

“ that was for saving my life. “

“ it’s alright, they’re gone now… are you alright? hey, look at me; are you hurt at all? “

“ are you insane?! run! “

“ were you preoccupied, or did you just really want a dramatic heroic entrance before you saved my ass? “

“ are you okay? “

“ yeah, yeah, i’m okay… are you okay? “

“ hey! why don’t you try picking on someone your own size! “

“ hurry! take my hand! “

“ get in the car! now! “

“ i’m sorry i was late… are you alright? they didn’t hurt you too badly, did they? “

ACTION PROMPTS.

add a “+ REVERSE” to switch the roles around!

[ SHIELD ]:     sender uses their own body to shield the receiver from an attack.

[ EMBRACE ]:     sender quickly wraps the receiver in a protective hug and turns so the sender’s back might take on the brunt of an on-coming attack.

[ SHOVE ]:     seeing the receiver is in immediate danger, the sender runs to them and shoves them out of the line of fire.

[ YANK ]:     seeing the receiver is in immediate danger, the sender hastily grabs them and pulls them against them, out of harm’s way.

[ TACKLE ]:     sender physically tackles the receiver out of the line of fire.

[ THROW ]:     sender throws themselves between the receiver and an on-coming attack, taking on an injury that might have been fatal to the receiver otherwise.

[ DISTRACT ]:     sender causes a distraction to draw the receiver’s attacker/s away from them.

[ FIGHT ]:     just as the receiver is about to be attacked, the sender arrives suddenly and begins to physically fight off their assailant.

[ CATCH ]:     sender manages to intervene and catch the falling receiver before they fall to their death.

[ SACRIFICE ]:     sender sacrifices themselves, either fatally or otherwise, in order to save the receiver’s life.

[ HIDE ]:     sender quickly pulls the receiver into a hiding place, hiding them from their pursuers.

[ KILL ]:     sender, seeing the receiver in immediate and intentionally fatal danger, intervenes by killing their assailant before they can kill the receiver.

[ INCAPACITATE ]:     sender, seeing the receiver in immediate danger, intervenes by knocking out their assailant before they can harm the receiver.

[ AFAR ]:     sender, having been watching the receiver’s interactions with a threat from afar, saves them from an impending attack while remaining distant from them.

[ SECRET ]:     sender, having been secretly following the receiver, saves their life from an immediate threat while remaining hidden from the receiver.

[ REVEALED ]:     sender, having been secretly following the receiver, reveals themselves in the process of saving the receiver’s life from an unexpected threat.

[ REUNION ]:     after spending a considerable length of time apart, the sender reunites with the receiver after saving their life from an immediate and potentially lethal threat.

[ KISS ]:     after having been saved from immediate danger by the receiver, the sender, in a state of intense emotion and relief, kisses them to express these feelings.

[ HUG ]:     sender, having just saved the receiver’s life, pulls them into a tight hug out of relief and a need to steady and support both themselves and the receiver.

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kass would fuck flemeth. that is all

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@daggersandsparks said ⭐️ - for my muse to stargaze with yours .

“That up there is Cassiopeia. And this one, right over here, is the Centaur—I trust you know some of these yourself, whether through legend or stories, but I like to look at them myself,” Kassandra explained with a small smile. The stars reflected in her dark eyes as the two of them laid on the ground together.

Silence passed. She drank in the night, the quiet, the peace. “I cannot remember the last time I took the time to see the stars,” Kassandra confessed.