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[rea-grimm]

Dragon of Masyaf 5

Ever since you found out the truth and officially got together with Altair, your results have improved many times over. The Grandmaster could devote himself fully to your training and he rewarded you with little kisses, stealthy hugs and the like. But all hidden from the eyes of others.

With you by his side he was, much calmer and made better decisions. You were also able to focus more on your training and you achieved the status of an assassin much earlier than you expected. Hard to tell if it was your hard training or the dragon's whim.

He paid much more attention to you in the safety of your rooms or underground room. He loved being able to hug you and have you close to him. Touches, kisses, hugs or dragon hugs. That was all he needed. Plus, when you were alone, he could afford to be himself. So he spent more time as a half-dragon.

He admired your courage and curiosity. You had so many questions for him that sometimes even he didn't have an answer to. He had no idea how much he loved when you stroked his horns or wings. It was in these moments that he was most relaxed and most vulnerable. The part he could only afford to reveal to you.

After some time, seeing how well you accepted him in this half-form of him, he decided it was time to show you his full dragon form.

And that's why you went alone into the desert one evening. Sure, he could change in Masyaf underground, but there wasn't that much free space for him to stretch his wings.

You drove into a nearby valley where you were sure no one would see you. Altair made sure that there were no bandits and that none of the assassins had any missions or detours. You camped there.

You prepared the wood and Altair lit the fire. You found it amazing that he could breathe fire. It saved such work. There you waited for dusk. Of course, he could have turned into a dragon earlier, but he would be less noticeable at night. Even though the giant white lizard glowed in the middle of the darkness exactly as it did during the day.

As the sun sank to the ground and the sky darkened, the assassin stripped down to his pants and transformed into his half-form. He stretched his wings a bit before he distanced himself from you. He needed space to change and he didn't want to accidentally hurt you.

You stood by the horses who were surprisingly calm and watched as white and gold scales covered Altair's entire body and the man turned into a dragon. It was the same majestic dragon you found sleeping in the cave at that time.

“Altair,” you said walking closer to him. The dragon lowered its head to the ground and you stroked its smooth scales. The dragon let you look at him for a while before he nudged you weakly with his snout and took off into the clouds. You watched in awe as he circled above your head.

You let him stretch his wings and you walked over to the fire yourself where you could watch him.

You thought when he started to sink to the ground that it was over, that he would either lie down next to you or change back. Little did you know that he would grab you in his claws and lift you into the air. You held on like a yelp and watched as the ground beneath you caved in.

"Altair! Bring me back down immediately!" you screamed at the top of your lungs, but it was as if the dragon didn't hear.

You were slowly getting sick and couldn't even enjoy the view. Heights weren't normally a problem for you, but this… This was new, and even though you knew Altair wasn't going to let you go, you were scared. You just hoped that he would land with you again soon.

Unfortunately, that didn't happen. Instead, Altair got the idea to throw you up. You screamed at the top of your lungs. What was on his mind? At one point you stopped mid-air before you started to fall down. You saw a big white blur before the dragon caught you. Or rather, you landed on his back.

You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck, which you wanted to strangle. As if apologizing to you, the dragon kept a constant height and pace so you were able to relax and even enjoy the view which was beyond magical. From this height, you could see the outline of Masyaf looming behind the rocks.

You held on more when you landed, but Altair tried not to throw you too much. He remained in his dragon form long into the night. You laid down right next to him and he covered you with his wing. Nothing could harm and at the same time, his body protected you from the cold.

You both loved these little trips. Altair always took you on a skywalk and for him this was a way to stretch out and release some steam in his dragon form.

One day you gave him a long red scarf as a present. You bought it for him for two things. First of all, when you wrapped it around his neck like a dragon, he looked like an assassin. And secondly, it gave you something to hold on to.

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[kaleidoru]

demonic slicers

[hymntosappho]

[haverdoodles]

The Two

— (Ingrid & Altair)

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started playing Dragon's Dogma :) here is my knight-in-progress/princess kisser-in-progress Ingrid and her main pawn Altair - aka giant lesbian and her token lil aroace blonde man.

[monoswirl]

altair, a warlock tiefling, one of my dnd characters

played as him in a one-shot back in 2021 and this is pretty much the only art i've ever made of him... but hey, he sure exists within my pile of ocs

[loafwins]

Something in the woods

[humblegoatart]

daily sketch 12/31/24

on the last day of the year i FINALLY pulled the trigger on baldur’s gate 3. and i’m subjecting altair to the horrors first. my poor pathetic man. if the cleric from his campaign heard about what he’s letting people do to him they’d be concerned

(second image is from last night but it goes with this so i’m adding it)

[soujunojuun]

A present I did for my partner a while ago! Inspired by Assassin's Creed protagonist, Altaïr.

[curiosity-killed]

OG baby boy murder man

[ALT ID: A digital painting of Altaïr Ibn-LaʼAhad from Assassin's Creed rendered in blue with one golden eye visible, from which gold lines streak down the canvas.]

[nerdknowledgepool]

Rounding out the trilogy!

[gobulin]

Magic Crafters Dragons: Altair

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[rea-grimm]

Dragon of Masyaf 4

During your training, you set your own mission. You knew Altair had a soft spot for you and to be honest you had a crush on him too. However, you needed to put all these emotions aside.

You knew very well that the Grandmaster was hiding something and it also concerned the underground passages and the room with the dragon. You didn't know how or why yet, but it was definitely there. And the grandmaster was the key.

It may have been drastic, but you didn't come up with any other solution. Your tactic was to be cool and professional with him, without any emotion, and wait and watch for him to make a mistake.

Once you weren't well and so you weren’t in the mood or anyone and you had the impression that Altair might lose his mind, to find out what was bothering you. You hoped it would be the same now. That he will make a mistake and lead you to the truth.

Your efforts were not long in coming. You were the first to start calling him master again. When you said that to him for the first time in a long time, he looked at you uncomprehendingly. However, when he saw that it was not a mistake, he was speechless.

After a few days, it was clear that he was annoyed. Although he tried to disguise it, all the inhabitants of Masyaf recognized it. However, it did not lead to any error. Yet.

And finally, after almost a month, it happened. What you've been waiting for so long. Altair sent word to Jerusalem. You knew that if it was an administration to Jerusalem, it was to the only person who could help him.

A few days later, when you were patrolling the castle gate almost every day, the expected guest finally arrived. Malik left his horse on the outskirts of the city and walked to Masyaf. 

From there you watched him from afar. Instead of going to the study or Altair's room, he headed to the underground. You followed him there as well, being careful not to lose sight of him.

Malik had a torch with him, so you knew very well that you had reached the gate. He glanced over his shoulder before stepping through her. However, you were hidden behind a pillar the whole time and you were quite far away and without a torch. There was no way he could see you. He finally got through.

You walked over to the gate and listened. You recognized Altair's voice as he discussed something with Malik. However, you didn't understand them from this distance. The worst part was that you had no idea how far they were from the gate. What if they were right next door? You would reveal yourself that very soon.

You heard the voices start to drift away so you decided to take a peek inside. You crouched in the farthest corner from where the voices were least audible and peeked through the illusion. You haven't seen them anywhere. With that, you crawled inside and hid behind the golden relics. You alternated these hiding places and slowly approached the voices.

You were so close you could see them. Malik had his back to you and Altair couldn't see past him. You could already notice something strange about him. The fact that he had his hood off was strange in itself, but even stranger were the white gold horns sticking out of his head.

 Moreover, now you could see better, how snow-white wings stuck out from his back, resembling the wings of a bat. Just like the time he caught you on a failed jump. Likewise, a long reptilian tail flicked from side to side behind him. By the looks of it, you'd guess it was a crocodile if it wasn't connected to your master.

"... Everything was fine before. Now I don't know why she's avoiding me and it's driving me crazy," Altair complained. So your plan worked.

"And did you try to talk to her?" Malik suggested, rubbing his chin.

"What would I say to her?" he growled in response. You wanted to hear better and leaned out a little more. As you leaned on your hand, the gold shifted under your weight and several coins rolled to the ground.

The two men immediately perked up and looked in your direction. Fortunately, you were already hidden again. Your heart was in your ears from all the adrenaline. You heard footsteps approaching. That was bad. You immediately moved to another shelter.

"Did someone follow you?" Altair asked as he inspected your previous stash.

"I don't know about anyone," he replied and walked over to him. Altair crouched down to exactly where you were hiding before he smiled conspiratorially.

"It doesn't matter," he replied surprisingly calmly and headed for your next hiding place. You had to hide somewhere else.

This is how you played cat and mouse until you ran out of places to run and you found yourself in a dead end. You hoped he wouldn't come after you, but he didn't.

Altair appeared directly in front of you, his wings making him appear wider and blocking any possibility of your escape. You cringed and couldn't take your eyes off of him. As if there was an image that you needed to burn in your memory. 

The first thing you noticed was the bright golden eyes with narrowed pupils and then the white spots on his face which you later found out were scales.

Altair reached out and helped you to your feet. He then put his arm around your waist and led you to Malik. Before you knew it, he pulled you closer and hugged you from behind. His head rested on top of yours. You tried to squirm out of his grip, but it was in vain. He had tremendous strength.

"Leave him. You don't have to worry about anything. He won't do anything else, he just needs to calm down," Malik said as he saw you struggle.

"What's this about?" you asked with a furrowed brow as you calmed down.

“Nothing,” you heard Altair murmur into your hair.

"You should tell her. She deserves to know the truth. She's seen you like this before anyway," Malik tried to convince him. However, the dragon hugged you even more and you felt him dig into your hair even more.

"What are you doing here anyway?" Malik asked you with a sigh, trying to change tactics when he saw his friend refusing to speak.

"I suspected something was up. I always saw Altair sneaking in here. I knew if I ignored him, he would make a mistake," you explained curtly. You felt Altair squeeze you lightly before letting go again. As if he was showing you that he didn't like it.

“Smart. And besides, it worked for you," Rafiq praised you.

“I'm not sure about that,” you replied. They just caught you.

"I think if you've come this far, you deserve to know the truth," he said, looking at Altair to see if he wanted to speak. However, the dragon remained silent. 

"As you can see, the novice here is a dragon. As such, he has his strengths and weaknesses. For example, hoarding things and a certain selfishness or possessiveness. He simply has to have what he likes with him. Which is you. And thanks to your plan, when you kept your distance, it was destroying him. Like a dragon, he wanted to have you with him, but in order not to reveal himself, he couldn't show it," he explained. At his words, the dragon hugged you tighter again. Like he's afraid you'll run away from him.

To be honest, it was a lot to absorb. It made sense, but until now you thought that dragons were just legends, fairy tales to scare little children.

"I think it's best if we all go to sleep. At least Y/N can get it out of her head," he said before turning to his friend. "Altair, don't you want to finally let her go? Let her breathe a little?" he asked him. You felt the dragon reluctantly obey him and let you go.

“I didn't mind,” you shrugged. If it made Altair feel better then why not?

“You shouldn't have said that out loud,” you heard Malik say before the dragon hugged you again.

“You sleep with me tonight,” the dragon murmured, kissing you between your ear and jaw.

After that, he took you in his arms and carried you like that to his room which was located in one of the highest towers in Masyaf. There you took off your gear, but you were still wearing your uniform. He undressed and the only thing left on were his pants.

You were lying in bed and he lay right next to you and hugged you from behind. You didn't even move. You closed your eyes and tried to fall asleep.

You had no idea how much time had passed, but there was no sleep. No matter how hard you tried, your thoughts kept drifting to the assassin lying next to you. 

You thought the dragon must have been asleep and you were the only one thinking too much when you felt his face brush against your hair before he lightly kissed you on the spot.

"I love you," he whispered almost inaudibly, but it was more than loud in the silence of the night. You didn't expect this. You turned around in his arms to look at him. The dragon looked unexpectedly vulnerable and you could see the desire in his eyes that shone in like two embers of coal.

"Altair…" you were about to tell him that you felt the same way when he stopped you.

"Don't say anything. I don't want to force you into anything. Let it go through your head," he said.

“I don't need to,” you closed your head and looked into his eyes. “I love you too,” you replied, feeling your cheeks burn from the confession.

"Are you serious?" he asked pulling you closer.

“Absolutely,” you replied with determination. At that, the dragon smiled and gently took your chin and leaned towards you. He kissed you on the lips carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting you. It was a short kiss, but it meant a lot.

When you pulled away, you laid down more comfortably right next to him. You placed a small kiss on his chest before closing your eyes. Altair was still hugging you and to top it off he covered you with his wing. You felt like he was protecting you from the whole world.

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Homemade

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All Altair ever wanted is right here.

Thanks as always to @crash-bump-bring-the-whump and @that-one-thespian for letting me borrow their guys! For @augusnippets Day 20: Homemade Meal

Contains: Pure domestic fluff

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The kitchen was warm, and smelled of all sorts of delightful things. Vegetables and meat and spices all brought together under Fletcher’s expert hand. Altair took a moment just to watch him. He loved Fletcher’s cooking. It tasted like the home he had always longed for.

Fletcher turned to him, a soft smile on his face. “It- it should be almost done. Just a few more minutes.”

“Wonderful.” Altair couldn’t resist taking a few steps closer to press a kiss to Fletcher’s temple. The small embarrassed squeak he let out made Altair chuckle. “Mariano and Bastian have set the table. We should be just about ready to eat.”

He could see them from here, just beyond the kitchen. The salad and rolls Elze’ith had made were already out on the table, a table set for all of the people he loved. Their boys were waiting for them, chattering quietly about someone Mariano and Bastian had met in the market that day and the new book Archer was reading and how Elze’ith’s plants were doing in the garden. The simple domesticity was one of the most beautiful things Altair had ever seen. They just needed Altair and Fletcher and the main course for everything to be complete.

A soft blush had spread across Fletcher’s face. “I- I hope it’s good.”

“Knowing you?” Altair smiled. “It’ll be amazing.”

[blakquill]

Been obsessed with this image of Syn Shenron, so ive been torturing my friends with it, and this is the funnest shit ive done so far

[therealmissmagoo2]

The Sims 4 Lookbook Darius Acrux

Zodiac Academy series by Caroline Peckham & Susanne Valenti

Tray

[dragon-in-spirit]

Ubisoft: We're going back to the Middle East! Let's look at the series' beginnings!

*ignores the first game, set in the Middle East*

*includes the second game, set in fucking Italy*