#assassins creed 3 imagine

[demigoddessqueens]

would you peel an orange 🍊 for me?

here on MASTERLIST 9

Just a few headcanons on the orange peeling trend

percy, grog, scanlan, astarion try to peel it for you but instead get orange juice squirted into their eye

keyleth will conjure a tree to grow and peel them for you, karlach pretty much bakes it for you so hopefully you make a good cobbler too

vex, pike, vax will peel it for you and try to look cool doing it with a dagger blade/tip of an arrow

jacob, ezio, wyll, halsin, alucard tepes will peel it and then feed it to you

lucifer morningstar, gale, arno will not only peel it for you but will have restocked and replenished all of them and already peeled those too

shay, haytham, altair, lae’zel, shadowheart will peel it for you and then cheekily steal away a slice

[reemonna]

HI! Love ur blog. Can I req some nsfw headcanons for Connor Kenway? ;)

Oh dear, this is the first time for me to write a whole nsfw blog and I'm so anxious about it, especially if it's about Connor. I hope I won't disappoint and thank you so much!

!!! (Warning: NSFW / not for minors / +18 content) !!!

NSFW Ratonhnhaké:ton / Connor Kenway headcanons

(During the events of AC3)

In spite of his terrifying physique and alarming gazes when he's hunting down an enemy, he can be the softest and most caring creature you'll ever get to know when it comes to him having a physical contact with you

He's so strong and able-bodied, so he can pin you to the wall with both his arms easily and you're here squirming before his huge body

When you're giving him head for the first time he'd be really concerned and anxious the whole time that you might choke. He's fully aware he is that huge

Him having kinks? I don't think so. He's an innocent boy, it's even possible for him not knowing what does the word 'kink' stand for in the first place. He could even ask you about it

"Nó:ronhkwe (love), what does the word 'kink' mean?"

"Where did you hear that from?"

But if he did have kinks, they would be the least risky and hurtful ones. Which means BDSM is a conclusive no for him

Connor is a busy man, he doesn't really have the time to have sexual and romantic relationships, he was once afraid he couldn't give his woman what she deserves. So having you would be his first. Yes, that means he is a virgin

Thus explain why he's shy and probably doesn't know what he's doing in your first time together. But he's a fast learner, with very observant eyes and sharp senses, he will take some mental notes of how to improve and get better by the time. And he definitely does

He's pretty skilled with his hands, according to training and using different weapons and managing them perfectly, so he really knows how to use them well, and he's ready to show you that in other ways than fighting, to play you like a violin, turning you into a sobbing mess

During the whole thing he will ask you some questions from time to time like 'Are you okay with this?', 'Am I doing good?', 'Do you want me to stop?' to let you know that he's wary and willing to make it as comfortable and pleasurable for you as possible

You wouldn't imagine what it's like to do it with him when he's mad about something. He turns into one brutal beast you won't be able to feel your body for a week at least

Once he's done and returns back to his senses, he will regret it immediately and keep on apologising (even if you're not really protesting), making sure you weren't badly hurt

When you're both close enough, he likes to play chasing games with you, tag for an example. He likes watching you from afar, determining your location with his secondary vision, licking his lips and eyeing you in a predatory way, closing the distance between you slowly like a vulture hunting down its prey. That's until he surprises you with a full-of-happiness giggle and hugs you. Holding you tight in a teddy bear way as if he's won his prize, whispering promises of a long blissful night to your ears

He looks like a sculpted statue of a greek god after reaching his climax. With his tired handsome face, pumped lips (more than they actually are), sleepy beautiful half-closed eyes, flushed tanned skin, tiny whines escaping his lips from time to time, sculpted flawless body and a rising and lowering sweaty chest. If he's conscious enough he would have a little wanton smirk on his lips with his eyes fixed upon you

He's the sweetest boy when it comes to the aftercare. He gives away lots of kisses and cuddles, asking you if he did well enough, could even prepare a bath for you to get cleaned up. He doesn't let you make the least effort possible. He takes care of everything himself until he finally lays beside you in bed, pulling you into his lap, fondling your hair tresses and kissing your forehead softly, wishing you sweet dreams

[etherealsdreaming]

When They See Her Naked 💜

Altair Ibn La’Ahad

💜 It was another average day under the syrian heat of the sun to the kick of sand as you fought off your opponent. After a few hours you called it a day and headed to your bedroom, closing the door and pulling off the many layers of clothing to your person. Unknown to you, Altair laid on your bed, reading, then watching as you stripped in front of him. You sighed and turned around stopping in your tracks as he raised a handsomely dark brow at your reaction. Your body finally catching up with your mind you ran towards the window curtain covering your body and sending out demands of his reason for being here. He stood up, setting the book down on the bedside and said, “It’s nothing I haven’t seen…” He walked towards the door and stopped; looking over his shoulder he continued, “or to be embarrassed about…. You’re beautiful…” Leaving the room with a gentle closing of the door you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. You didn’t know if you were insulted or honored by his comment only that he sent a deep red blush that covered your body.

Ezio Auditore

💜 You arrived back at the base to report your findings. But when Ezio saw the amount of blood covering your clothes he rushed to check you. You assured him it was not your own, he sighed in relief and offered you his room to get cleaned up in. As you finished bathing, unknowingly Ezio set a new pair of clothes by the bed when he saw your beautiful naked body climbing out of the bath with water running down those long curvy legs. Before you could even notice his presence he hid behind the dressing screen. He couldn’t help but take a few glances, worried at first; that you may have lied because of your pride. He was relieved you were unharmed as the only sight he saw were the curves, soft creamy skin and the beautiful sized breasts your body possessed. And at the moment you turned away; he quietly snuck out to get some fresh air and imagine all the things he could do to please you.

Connor Kenway

💜 Joining Connor on a long journey; you both decided to find a place to camp out for the night. While he went out to gather firewood and set up camp; you left to the river close by to wash off all the dirt and blood from your earlier encounter with red coats. Then you heard a movement in the bushes, scaring you you let out a scream. When Connor heard your scream he dropped the pieces of wood and ran towards the river, looking around he stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of your bare naked body before him. When you turned around at the sound of shuffling feet, you attempted to cover yourself up. Both a blushing mess he turned away from you. “What happened?” “A-a animal in the bushes… It’s gone now, you can go…” He nodded and left silently. For the rest of the evening you both were put in awkward silence at the occurrence that happened earlier.

Arno Dorian

💜 Being best friends with Arno provided a sanctuary of safety. So when you got injured on a mission he immediately requested a doctor to the cafe and refused to leave your side till you were completely healed. He only left after you persuaded him to go on the mission the council was asking for. When he was finally gone on a mission you slowly got out of bed and attempted to start undressing for a bath. Unfortunately, he arrived home early and inquired your reason for walking about. You insisted your need for a bath and when it didn’t look like he’d win, he sighed and offered to help. Despite being close and him not knowing your feelings; it didn’t stop you from being self-conscious. But you appreciated when he tried not to stare and when he removed your clothes and helped you into the bath. Later he came back with fresh clothes and a towel. Drying your legs, he accidentally looked up when you spoke to him; leaving you only to embarrass yourself more and almost tripping when you attempted to grab the towel, he handed it to you and looked away blushing. “You’re beautiful…” in return you blushed and shyly replied, “Maybe I should finish this myself…” he nodded and walked out the door. It was something you both tried not to talk about afterwards.

[toaster-toads]

Assassin’s Creed characters And what they would be for Halloween

(in my opinion…)

~🎃~👻~🐈‍⬛~🧡~🎃~👻~🐈‍⬛~🧡~🎃~👻~🐈‍⬛~🧡~🎃

DESMOND: To be honest, I see Desmond as a fan of the iconic slasher movies so I see him dressing up as Michael Myers all the way, because it's iconic, comfy, and he gets to carry a bloody knife. The closest thing to an Assassin he can get. 👍✨

SHAUN: Shaun is definitely going as a lazy sheet ghost and you can't convince me otherwise... 🤷🏻‍♀️ (he be under that sheet judging…)

REBBECA: She is totally going as an 80’s punk rocker, maybe even dressed up like a member of KISS. 🤘✨

ALTAÏR: He would probably dress up as Ghostface because Desmond made him do it. 👌

MALIK: He is 100% going as a Ghostbuster, why? Because he’s not afraid of no ghost… 😎👻

EZIO: Definitely a vampire, no need to explain.🧛🦇💋🌹

CONNOR: Honestly, I see Connor gladly being a werewolf because…i mean… The man built like one tbh… 🐺🌕

EDWARD: Jack Sparrow, duh… 🏴‍☠️⚓🍾☠️✨

ARNO: Daryl from The Walking Dead, Why? Because he has the hair for it, that's why. (Not just saying that because Daryl in France now…) 👏✨🧟

JACOB: Beetlejuice, because we all know he could pull it off… 🤷🏻‍♀️✨

EVIE: Wednesday Adams, tbh she’d be iconic ✨👌🖤🕷️��️

BAYEK: Mummy, I mean c’mon… Why would he pass that opportunity up? Plus he be mighty fine looking in it too… ✨👌✨🧻👀

~~~~~~~~ 🎉EXTRA BONUS!🎉~~~~~~~~

HAYTHAM: Would be a cop, why? Because… He said so… 👮🚨

SHAY: Headless Horseman, because he be stylin’ like that~ ✨🐎🎃👍

~🎃~👻~🐈‍⬛~🧡~🎃~👻~🐈‍⬛~🧡~🎃~👻~🐈‍⬛~🧡~🎃

If you want anyone added comment below~! ✨✌️

Also! If you have other ideas, place them below too. 👌✨🧡

🧡🐈‍⬛👻🎃

[tamiisnthere]

I have so many ideas in my head for AC1 Remake fangame right now, but I know they are useless because it will never happen. 😔

[asscrackcreed]

Taking a Break (Smut)

Haytham x gn!Reader | Commission by @enby-coffin

Prompt: I'm interested in a Haytham x gn!reader. Most fanfics I see of him, he's always suave and flirtatious, but I'd like to see one where the reader initiates the romance. Cause he's a workaholic and doesn't want to take the time to meet people.

Note: MAN I'M SO NERVOUS TO POST THIS - Commissions are open!

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“I just have a little more work to finish.”

“And what about your other responsibilities?” You huffed, “Like me?”

Haytham slunk back in his chair, one arm resting on the chair and the other propped on its elbow with his fingers alongside his face. The way he draped himself on the chair shot a sense of arousal through you. The sigh he let out was followed by your name. You were leaning on his desk, looking over him. The light of the candle danced on his face. He seemed to have his own glow. The light of the moon accompanied the candlelight illuminating the room. Window open, the soft breeze brushed his hairs, tied loosely in his red hair tie. Haytham himself was keen on concentrating. He noticed your eyes gazing around at him, a smirk tugged at his lips and so he held his hand out for you. Pushing yourself off the desk, you finally turned to stand before him. Taking his hand, his eyes traced over your figure before darting back at your own eyes. With a tug you made him stand up, one hand cupping your face whilst the other wrapped around your waist. He watched as you inched your face closer, a soft peck. He whispered your name before pecks became kisses. His lips were ever so gentle on your own, but for you it wasn’t enough. So you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him further into you. The kisses were strong and wet. Slight groans melted into your lips as your hands travelled down his body.

You didn’t break the kiss as your hands started exploring his legs. One hand traced over the already slight bulge on his thigh and the other grabbing Haytham’s face. Haytham hands were on your waist in anticipation. His body was far more excited than he might have shown. The twitch on your hand didn’t go unnoticed as you started rubbing the wet clothed tip faster. Haytham’s grunt moulded into the kiss when he finally mustered the courage. His hand snaked to the back of your neck, deepening the hot kisses. With him quietly moaning into your mouth, you undid the button of his trousers.

Quick shuffling around led to Haytham’s hardened cock in the grips of your hand. Leaning onto the desk, his head fell back whilst your hand slowed as it slid to the base. Back up to the tip, Haytham’s pre-cum leaking down his shaft and your hand. The movement was agonising, and he was not a very patient man. Haytham opened his mouth to complain only to be cut off by the friction and the added grip, he bit back a moan. The control within your hand made you feel powerful. The teasing worsened as your tongue lapped up all the pre-cum. Haytham’s hand moved to the back of your head, his heavy breaths followed by a groan. As you took the tip into your mouth, your tongue swirled around whatever was in your mouth. Your eyes looking up at the heated man’s face, eyes half-lidded, mouth slightly open, hands gripping the arms of the chair while his chest rose and fell quickly. The sight of such a self-composed man becoming weak with the little touching that you’ve done spurred you on to take him further into your mouth. Haytham watched your head bob up and down, his hand slightly pushing you down as he heard the slick noises come out of you. He felt like he was on fire, your tongue working just as hard as your mouth. Your hollowed cheeks, struggling slightly at the length and girth of his burning cock, made Haytham louder. Slight hissing led to biting his lip which led to a strong grip stopping you.

Looking up, he tugged at your hair a little to pull you off. Neither of you could remember to move his important papers out of the way as he bent you over. Your clothing was quickly removed and the warmth was replaced by his hands. Massaging, memorising the shape and beauty of your skin. Kissing along and down your spine, his fingers grazed your hole. Keen to tease you, he only pushed slightly in and out, enough to cause a whine from your lips.

“Please…” The plead caused a slight smirk to play on his lips

“Yes, dear?”

“Fuck me.”

And so his fingers pushed in. Stretching slightly in anticipation for his cock that he knew would fill every inch of your hole. His fingers were only giving you a taste of what his cock could do inside you. The curling of his fingers only made your grip tighter on the desk, his lips continuing to attack on your back. The marks left behind and your further pleas spurred him on. The arousal made Haytham leak further as his cock brushed against your thighs.

Once the frustration grew, Haytham was merciful enough to remove his fingers. The desperation to fill you up grew evident as his hungry eyes watched as your readied hole ached for his equally hungry cock. Pressing the tip in, Haytham hissed, leaning his body onto yours. Both the sweat and heat mixed as his hips swung slowly. His cock buried deep at first, taking a second for the both of you to adjust to each other. His hands gripped on your hips, the movements of his own hips first slow. The heat and tightness of your hole squeezed onto Haytham who could only moan in response. He listened to your quickened breath, the creak of the desk and the rustling of his papers. The room began to fill with stifled moans. You had to beg more and more just for Haytham to listen to you. And he was merciful enough to finally give it to you. As though he had enough torture, Haytham rocked his hips faster. Head against the desk, hands gripped against the edge, Haytham pushed your legs further apart. He fucked you. He fucked you like he would never hve the courtesy of doing so again. He fucked you like it was a privilege that he was so lucky to have. The desk creaked and the legs scraped against the floor. Your head had become almost dizzy with pleasure. His cock continued to hit the right spot forcing every moan out of you. Skin on fire, you couldn’t help but groan his name continuously. Despite not being able to see his face, the hunger in his eyes was enough to keep him almost rabid-like. He left your neck in kisses and saliva, devouring whatever skin his mouth could reach. His moans melted into your skin, fingers moulding into the skin of your hips. You felt like you could cum any minute, the tension below continued to tug.

“I… I can’t…”

“Finish with me.”

Your back pressed against his front, both covered in sweat and tired. Thrusts lazily turning into grinding. Your head fell back and your eyes squeezed shut. Moans turning into needy whines. Haytham’s strong thrusts became slow, giving a few more pumps before you crashed onto the desk. The room fell almost silent with you both catching your breath.

Your legs shook slightly as Haytham pressed soft kisses along your back. His hands rubbing your sex as you eased down from your orgasm. Haytham pulled you onto his lap after sitting down on the chair. You turned your head to place soft and lazy kisses on his lips. Both quiet in each other's embrace as you cooled down. His skin felt soft against yours, arms wrapped around your waist. 

“I do have to finish this work.”

“You’re so stubborn… After all this, you won’t even let me enjoy your company?”

Haytham rolled his eyes, “Alright, I won’t hear anymore complaints. Let’s go to bed.”

[thou-babbling-brook]

I keep forgetting to post these but back in May I was having intense zombie apocalypse au thoughts, so here’s the Altmalmar trio in the au! I hope you guys enjoy!!

I also drew Darim and Sef in it but I didn’t want to post them till I do Tazim so sorry abt that 😭

Anyways let me know if you guys like it! I have a lot of thoughts that I’m more than willing to spill fr fr

[iramerle]

This photo just reminded me of them :

[haytham-loves-chocolate]

Imagine Haytham talking to you, giving you his undivided attention, and you don’t listen to a word he says. As he still talks, you just float into a daydream, looking at his handsome features, seeing his lips move, with every breath he takes, and those eyes, the ones that you could stare at for days to come without moving a single muscle. Like right now. When he is finished, and you don’t know it, you see his smirk turn slightly bigger and his lips move again.

Your chin in the palm of your hand, staring and sighing lovingly at the man you adore and love to your heart’s content. The man you could spend eternity with, lay with, talk with, and fall asleep listening to the stories he tells with his deep British English accent.

[20timemachine12]

Still here

[demigoddessqueens]

Ok! How would Haytham reacted to being hugged and comforted by an assassin reader after he discovers the lies that lead him to join the Templars? The reader could've use the chance to kill him but show him compassion instead.

Of course!

Shay got called over to spray the water hose like it was raining while Haytham stood there apologizing

After finding Jenny and coming to grips with what he’s pushed away from that fateful night, he has to step away for a while. Seek out unbiased words, just talk about everything that’s happened to him.

Of the free thinkers he trusts in the world, even outside the Templar Order, you’re an ally he has rarely brought forward be it for his safety or yours. Only Shay has heard of you in passing.

You, on the other hand, were a follower of the Creed (admiring Edward’s feats), so you knew of Haytham through close calls. But every so often you both had an enemy in common.

So color you surprised when he divulges all the tormented secrets that have come to light.

He can’t read your steely-gazed expression, but assumes the worst. Why would you trust him at all, even if he does moreso you?

Piercing blue eyes are welling up with every emotion and regret he’s felt.

Ready for your hit(s), Haytham braces for the attacks he knows he deserves.

Haytham feels as if he’s dying slowly when you embrace him instead. Melting into your touch, slumping into you, head buried into your shoulder.

It’s a slow build up of trust but it’s a bigger start than anticipated

If this is a modern AU, and the rest of the Family Line is there, sometimes he’ll get teased that you’re his go-to “person” that he feels safe around.

[megantronusprime]

Something that I love to think about is Pitcairn’s POV for the scene at the Restless Ghost tavern when the main members of the Colonial Rite meet up after years of being apart. When they reveal to Haytham the truth about Kaniehtí:io’s death, the fate of her village, the unapproved expedition, and, of course, Connor. 

Because, as we all know, the only other person who didn’t join the expedition was Pitcairn. Which begs the question - did he know about the expedition? Was he invited but couldn’t attend, or was he deployed elsewhere so they didn’t bother to include him on any of the planning?

If he wasn’t invited, when did he learn about the expedition? Maybe he learned about it the night of the Boston Tea Party, immediately. Maybe Charles and William filled him in afterward. Or maybe he saw Charles and William tense up when watching the assassin, sensed there was something more to the story, and asked. Maybe they didn’t even tell him then. Somebody please write a fic about this.

Anyway, while it’s unlikely, I like to imagine he was completely in the dark about it as much as Haytham was. Because reading that scene, when Charles starts the whole confessional with, “There was a boy at...” and Haytham describes the scene by saying “an uncomfortable silence seemed to descend on the table. The men either reached for their tankards or hunched their shoulders or found something to study in the fire nearby,” I like to imagine John is sitting there like:

[someone-you-do-not-know]

🎶🛠️⛔

<3

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately? Not really, because I end up singing along and then not writing. I get too much into the jams. I listen to a bunch of video essays though, especially ones about writing advice. And sometimes I just sit in silence, typing away. Not related to writing, but I do listen to Pink Floyd's The Wall on repeat ever so often.

🛠What tools/programs/apps do you use to write? I use Pages, because I was born and raised with Apple. xD Lately, I've started using the Notes app for writing too, because I can write on my phone on the go, and then copypaste it directly to the Pages document.

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped? I have three wips with nothing published I'm waiting to get back to, because I still love the ideas, I just have a hard time continuing them. I'm not scrapping them, two of them are 80k+, I'm in too deep. Back, ages ago though, I started a bunch of fanfics that I only got a few pages into, then never finished. For example, I have a file on my computer which is half a page long called "science fiction AU" I wrote in 2013, and there's no indication of what the story was going to be about going forward apart from spamano happening. There's just a (bad) introduction to Lovino and half an introduction of Antonio, with some shoddy world building (something about space slavery? Ew), and I am never continuing that. :'D

[peridot-tears]

Ube Softee didn't show Ratohnhakè:ton's later life because they didn't want to talk about the goddamn string of to-be-broken treaties and land theft that he'd be fighting.

[asscrackcreed]

I imagined Leo waking up from a stag night (US: bachelor party) with a pair of foam tits on his chest and now I can't return from this image

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Leo confused as hell, Ezio thumbs up cuz he likes it

[thou-babbling-brook]

This is a totally random thought but do you guys think in a modern au all Sef’s teachers think he has a speech impediment and that his name is actually “Seth” but that he just can’t pronounce the “th”