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frenchoravocadotoast · 6 months

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Basim Ibn Ishaq headcanons

Basim Ibn Ishaq x GN!reader

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Basim is an “actions speak louder than words” man. He’s kind of reserved by nature and has spent many years mastering the art of controlling his emotions during his time in Alamut.

That being said, his love language is definitely acts of service.

It starts off small – you both have a passion for literature, a common ground he has yet to realize. He’s talking to Fuladh about a recent poem he’s just read, reciting his favorite lines, when he hesitates at the end. He’s trying to remember the final verse when you jump in and quote it for him, and Basim shoots you an amused look.

“Since when do you enjoy poetry? ”

He tries to surprise you sometimes – he likes to lend you his favorite books, and if you indulge the man, he’ll even rant about his favorite poets/poetesses and their works. It becomes a bonding mechanism between the two of you, and it might look corny to an outsider; but you see how excited Basim gets when you say you liked the book he gave you, and suddenly, it’s like their opinion doesn’t even matter.

When the life of a Hidden One keeps you up at night –whether that be because of a nightmare or a stress-induced fever– Basim keeps you company. He knows the feeling all too well and refuses to leave you alone, unless that’s something you want. He will sneak into your room with a bowl of fruit and a book in hand.

“May I offer you a poem in these trying times”

Boom you’re sold

It’s a secret of his, but he likes writing poetry, too. He’ll die before admitting it though – and anyone who dares read his work will have to pry it from his cold, dead hands.

That being said, he might let you read something here and there (only the poems he’s revised a hundred times), but you have to swear that you won’t tell anyone.

You don’t mind. It’s like your little secret anyway.

Despite his preference for acts of service, he’s going to try to compliment you every now and then. You can always tell he’s being genuine, and when you thank him, he grants you a warm smile and a courteous nod.

He’s a very good listener. You could be talking about anything and he’d be listening intently, nodding along and asking questions. And nothing escapes him, really – he’s got an amazing memory and will remember your birthday, your favorite food, the friendly camel you met two weeks ago, or even the day you first saw fireworks.

He remembers that day well. The bright lights were sizzling and popping in the sky as you watched them, transfixed. You’d turned to face him with a big grin on your face, and in your excitement, asked him an obvious question: “Did you see that?”

He smiled and nodded, because of course he did.

He didn’t. He was looking at you.

But besides that, nothing escapes him!

He has a habit of shielding you from the elements. When it’s scorching hot, he hovers his hand over your face to keep the sun from your eyes. When it’s windy, he likes to use his stature to shelter you from the breeze. And on rainy days, he cocoons you in scarves and cloaks to keep you from getting wet.

Basim starts laughing more around you, and you both become incredibly closer. You have so many inside jokes that it’s hard to keep track of them, and perhaps it’s starting to get to the other Hidden Ones too. Roshan just sighs as she watches the two of you because you’re both oblivious fools.

He definitely starts coming out of his shell with time, even dropping a pick up line here and there. The first time it happened it caught you so off guard he panicked and lost all sense of his training in three seconds.

“Well, – Nehal is calling me. I’ll see you around.” and he tailed it out of there, tripping over a vase before regaining his footing and scrambling away.

He wouldn’t approach the subject again, and if you were in his proximity he would be as stiff as a board – until you made a move too. You flirted with him out of the blue and he just widened his eyes and pointed at you.

😳🫵🏽

Things change from there and he tries to flirt more (and he’s so dorky he makes everyone within audible distance groan and leave). You’re organizing the books at the bureau, the one place you probably frequent more than your own home, when he comes in.

“You come around here often?”

You give him a deadpan expression, because he can obviously do better than that, and he grimaces.

“Yeah. No more of that.”

Biggest supporter ever. If you speak another language other than Arabic, he wants to know all about it. He’s a smart man, he can learn a couple of expressions quickly, and pretty soon you’re having simple conversations in your tongue.

That being said, if you cuss someone out in said language he’ll probably try to remove you from the situation. He’s not keen on confrontation, especially with civilians, but if they wronged you in any way, he’d be all like “Yeah, what they said!” “And you better remember it!”

An absolute sucker for forehead kisses. He’s not very fond of PDA but he always kisses your temple when he has to leave or walk past you. It’s a ghostly touch, you almost don’t notice it, but it makes your cheeks flush every time.

Likes to hold your face in his hands and just look at you. It can end with him either smiling and kissing the corner of your mouth (on a good day) or pulling your hood down to blind you and ruin the moment (when he’s feeling a little silly). You call out his name and he just barks out a laugh as he climbs onto the rooftops.

He’s actually a little shit (affectionate) (derogatory)

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yasashii-leaf · 4 months

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May i have some sweet and soft basim pls? I really need it

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reddeaddamnation · 1 year

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welcome back to the writing side of tumblr! idk if you’ve written something like this, bc i can’t find your masterlist, but how would the assassins or at least my baby ezio act when they find out assassin!reader is pregnant with their child but still taking on missions and possibly putting themselves in danger, no matter how good they are at their job xx

Thank you it's good to be back. I missed you guys and your creative ideas lol I don't remember writing anything like this so there you go

Basim would be like nah nuh-uh. You say in bed and take care of yourself because in his culture a woman who is pregnant is sacred and needs to take care of herself. The most you can do is go to the market if you won't have any trouble with walking. If you're in discomfort - he will go with you.

Eivor would try to explain to you the dangers of the missions as if you don't know already and would kindly and politely tell you to think about your child because he will be devastated if something happens to either of you.

Alexios' jaw would just drop and he would have no idea what to even say. "Please don't." He would just say in a monotone voice but with the most pleading eyes you ever saw him pull off. He wants to say so much but doesn't even know where to start, because he was shocked when he found out.

Bayek would sit you down and lecture you in a rather angry tone because he had flashbacks of when he saw his own son die so he will NEVER allow it to happen again. "I'm very disappointed that you don't know how to take care of yourself in this condition. What came over you?"

Altair would cut you off mid-mission and would tell you to turn back or else. He will take care of the mission instead of you if you promise to not put your head in danger and don't be stubborn because he can be more stubborn and will not budge until you accompany him back to your home. No matter how long you spend in that one place he met you.

Ezio would be like "WHAT" and chase you down hoping he isn't too late and would give you the lecture of your life. "You know you're more important to me than anything. Now that you are carrying our child, I will worry about both of you and will not forgive you if you put the two of you in danger again. The baby did not choose to be here. Think about it."

Connor would be so disappointed. Honestly how will you look at him and still do it? He asked you to take care of yourself and rest and here you are putting yourself in danger. Usually he communicates everything but this time you get the silent treatment for at least a few hours.

Edward would sigh and say "I ask you for one thing and one thing only. Stay. Out. Of. Danger. Don't you realize what you're doing?" He wouldn't show his true anger tho and would leave you with your thoughts for a few hours.

Arno would pace around all day and when you come back, he will nag you to oblivion. "What do you think you're doing? Why? What do you want to prove? Is our child less important than the damn brotherhood? I can't stop you if you don't want to quit but at least think about what you're doing."

When Jacob found out you want to come on the mission too, Evie begged him to tell you to reconsider. He just walked past the both of you like "Y/N you're not coming." in a stern voice, leaving you shocked. "If you're so adamant on coming, I think you should think about the consequences" Jacob? Consequences? Don't go, for the sake of this nice change in him!

Shay would be angry. So angry and so stern. "You know the consequences if anything were to happen to you and I can't be there to say anything except I told you so because we both know what will happen if you keep going on like this. Instead of resting and staying safe, you go out of your way to put yourself in danger. You're acting like a child."

Haytham would just sigh and rub the bridge of his nose. "Don't make me lock you in our room with guards outside because if you don't have the decency to keep yourself safe, I will."

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basimbigtits · 3 months

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not @ me about to start learning Arabic because of Basim 😭

his voice in Arabic is so hot 🫠 but imagine him teaching you tho .

Basim will teach you some words and the meaning. Because sometimes you get confused when he says something in Arabic .

"عيُونك من جمّالها تشبه القمر بين النجُوم." Basim would say when looking into your eyes. And trust me .

you would be confused cuz , tf did he say in Arabic

“what does it mean ?” You said with the most confused tone . Basim will laugh and tell you the meaning .

” It means” he started “ from your eyes beauty . They’re like the moon between stars “ he said with a faint blush on his face.

”oh! now that’s romantic.. I didn’t know you had it in you” . “ i literally read poems in the house of wisdom when i was young” .

From then on you got obsessed with the language and begged basim to teach you Arabic

He told you that there’s a lot of grammar and it’s a must to follow it or the whole sentence meaning will change

He was right the language have A LOT OF GRAMMAR but hey at least you learned the Arabic alphabet.

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demigoddessqueens · 11 months

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mirage

prompt for codexmonthly

He knew your schedule like clockwork, but today seemed more unusual than the others.

You’re market stand was still present, but it was an unfamiliar face manning it. Basim didn’t want to jump to conclusions yet, but still continued his search for you.

The squares where you frequently met? No sign of you. The streets, alleys and roofs? Still nothing of you.

Basim felt a pit forming in his stomach, but didn’t want to assume the worst just yet. Call it a hunch, but he still remembered how to find your living quarters.

His day as a thief were either spent hiding in the tight spots or biding his time with you when generously offered to hide him. It’s a memory that stuck with him even as he became a Hidden One.

Perhaps this gift he acquired from a not so careful Templar would suffice as a token of thanks.

Upon reaching where you resided, he saw a covered lump on the floor. Your hair was strewn across the pillows and blankets as soft snores emitted from your body.

Carefully stepping into your abode, his presence was given away as a delicate spot of the floor boards squeaked.

“….Basim…?”. You could only croak out his name before the cough started. The glistening of the sun reflected off one of the jewels from the necklace and onto your face.

“You didn’t happen to steal that from someone like last time, did you?”

He could only offer a wide smile as he crouched down to face you.

“No, only accessed through honest work and integrity.”

Despite your ill demeanor, you managed a weak laugh as you grimaced past the discomfort.

Basim placed a comforting hand at the crown of your head, feeling the heat radiate from you.

“Though this trinket would better suit you, I feel remedies from the market make for a more suitable gift. Don’t you agree?”

You offered a small nod of reassurance as your eyelids grew heavy.

“Rest. I’ll be only for a few.”

Slumber claimed you quickly as Basim snuck back to the markets, determined to return back to you.

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alessiathepirate · 5 months

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Assassin's Creed: Mirage

MORNING SWIM: Basim Ibn Ishaq x fem!reader

Summary: Spending some time together in the morning as they swim in the lake is something they really like to do...

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I may have made while I wrote this short story.

Warnings: none

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The lake in Alamut was warm enough for a morning swim and they happily took advantage of it - every single day.

The first jump into the water wasn't the most enjoyable thing in the world, but after the first few moments it felt just right. Especially when Basim was there to keep her company. Right after she swam to the surface he was in front of her to splash her with water, not even giving her enough time to get ready for a fight.

Not like it mattered. She always won - he let her win everytime.

"Got you!" she laughed as she grabbed Basim from behind, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist - they almost sank, but Basim reacted just in time to kick his feet so they managed to stay on the surface.

"You always catch me, jamila." he chuckled at her happiness.

"Because you always let me." she kissed his neck and then his shoulder. "You can put up a fight, you know."

"I like to watch you win. You are really happy when you do."

She really was.

Her lips curled upwards into a wide smile and even through the drops of water running down her face he could still see the faint blush on her cheeks. She was beautiful like that - breathtaking as always, not caring about anything at all and not wanting to impress anybody. Basim loved that about her.

She giggled and hid her face in the crook of his neck.

"I think you read too much poetry, love." she mumured and pressed one last kiss to his cheek, then let go of him and swam towards the shore. "But that's what I love about you the most."

"Really?" Basim asked with a smile and swam towards her, catching her ankle mid-kick - he pulled her towards himself and chuckled when she let out a quiet scream. "What else?"

She wrapped her legs around his waist again and her arms, this time, around his neck. She smiled as she looked him in the eyes, taking in his beauty, his wet hair and his happy eyes.

"Everything." she whispered and one of her hands found his hair and she started to play with a lock of it. "Your eyes, your smile, your jokes. How easy it is for you to get in trouble." they both laughed. "How happy you are here, because you are free."

Basim leaned in and kissed her on the lips and she let out a surprised whimper. But soon enough she relaxed and let him kiss her, her mouth moving with his.

Basim was a great kisser - an amazing one. No matter what he did, how angry she was at him, a kiss was all he had to do to make her forget about it. Or make her forget her own name.

"I love you, jiya." he whispered after they pulled apart.

"I love you too." she smiled, but then it turned into something else - something more serious. "Thank you for bringing me here - with you."

She still remembered what he said to Roshan, no matter how scared he was. 'I won't go without her' so she had no chance, but to let him bring her along. She had a feeling that Roshan didn't regret it at all - she liked to train her and she liked to talk to her. She also told her to look after Basim when they walked further away from Alamut.

'I won't go without her' - her heartbeat still sped up at the memory.

"You have nothing to say thank you for. I wouldn't have come without you."

"I know. I know." she put her forehead against his as comfort. "I'm happy we're here. Together."

They were happy. They really were.

They trained together and laughed at the other when something wasn't done right. They kept eachother tamed.

And most importantly they were free.

"But as much as I like to swim here with you, we should get going or we'll be late."

"Let's lie down first, no? So we'll dry off before going."

She chuckled at his words.

"All right, ten more minutes."

Basim smiled and she touched his cheek with her hands. The stubble he started to grow stang her fingertips. She should help him shave someday - or maybe not, she found his stubble attractive.

"Ten more minutes..."

And suddenly she was pushed under the water - and all she heard was Basim's laugh.

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supergirl16 · 5 months

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basim ibn ishag x reader

okay this takes place when basim was young in (ac mirage)where he sneaks at night into the castle to see u ( btw IM BAD AT WRITING FICS like in my drafts there’s a poor written fic that i feel ashamed of😭 so tell me if this is good )

tw: LITTLE nsfw . Fluff

Holding flowers in his hands, Basim thought about giving this to you but million thoughts were going on in his head “ what if they doesn’t like it ? What if they hate this kind ?! Is it to much”he thought. But basim pushed these thoughts away “ no . Im sure they will love it .” He said as he looked at them admiring the colors “im hope”

when the night falls basim strolled through the streets of Baghdad headed to where you live He tries to go past the guards unnoticed once he was in the garden.

standing outside your balcony grinning mischievously. As he knocked on the balcony doors "Come on, we don't want to get caught do we?". He said hiding the flowers behind his back when you opened the doors“ well i want them to get you . You’re annoying “ you rolled ur eyes jokingly and went to hug him “ but you love me like this .” He said hugging you “ i do....so What do i owe this visit.?” you look at him. The moon shines in ur eyes and the moonlight gave him a better look at your beautiful face. God he can’t help but look at you . Everything in you is beautiful to him . You’re eyes .lips. Nose. Chin . Hair .everything is beautiful. “ i just wanted to see you my love . And to give you this “ he hands the flowers to you . You eyes got wide “ oh love .. you didn’t have to “ you said admiring them .” If I could. I would give you the moon .. i feel like how much I give you . It’s never enough. I want to see you’re smile . I want you to be happy with me .” He moves one of his hands to your face “how can you love someone like me? You’re a princess /prince . im a hidden one” He said as he looked into your eyes “ i love you for who u are basim .. you are kind and you like to help who are in need.... plus that dick is a bonus” he chuckled when he heard what u said last. “Im serious love” “i am too!! “ you both shared a laugh then it got quiet .you looked into each other’s eye as you’re faces got closer .you close your eyes when u felt his lips on yours . His tongue trying to go past you’re lips

you pulled away and pulled him inside your room “lets get inside. I don’t want the guards to see you “ you went to put the flowers on the night stand but basim pulled you “we’re not done yet my dear “ his head goes down to you’re neck and start planting little kisses here and there trying to not leave a mark so you’re father won’t see anything and get you in trouble .

. He kissed you deeper as he held your waist with one hand pulling you to him and the other on your face .it felt like forever while kissing him but you didn’t want to end it . if it weren’t for oxygen you would’ve kept kissing him forever .

you let a small moan past you’re lips . Seems that got basim wild as he start getting your clothes off of you.”basim .dear be gentle i won’t go anywhere “ you said jokingly . “ i want you *kiss*So bad” he picked you up and starts to walk to your bed

he got on top of you as he laid you down . Getting the rest of your clothes off and laying you naked on the be . “Look at you . You’re so beautiful.. And that's all mine “ you blushed after hearing him say that “ im all yours basim “ .basim took off his clothes and went to lock your doors .”now this is where our night begins “.

THE END .

(AAA IDK WHAT IS THIS BUT LET ME KNOW IF U WANT MORE 💀i did this before sleep so don’t mind the mess)

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kiatheinsomniac · 1 year

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Hey I see with my eyes U have ur requests open it's the Basim anon here if your still open to writing him before Mirage comes out

Can I get Basim x gn!reader where evior introduces the two or hcs if basim has a s/o related to evior or is part of ravensthorpe

idm which (i did see correct that ur requests where open right if i saw wrong plz delete this or ignore it)

☾ ⋆ ﾟ𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: Honestly I really do feel like the most dynamic AC writer here with the way I write for just about anyone lol. I wasn't really sure what you wanted to see from this because you weren't very specific but I hope you're happy with what I came up with :) 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: Basim Ibn Ishaq 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: none

｡･:*˚:✧｡basim ibn ishaq

♡ in all honesty, Basim mostly sticks to his own building with Hytham and only socialises when necessary for things like shopping on the market or trade so he doesn't really talk all that much around Ravensthorpe.

♡ but, he can't escape talking when Eivor comes along to introduce you as her cousin from her father's side. He was formally polite with you to begin with but quickly found you sweet as you filled him with pride by taking an interest in how he and his apprentice had decorated their assigned building in the settlement with decor of their own lands.

♡ growing up in Norway, of course you had been trained in combat; but here in this building, you were exposed to a new form of combat, one of stealth and it interested you greatly. When you asked Basim to teach you, he was more than happy to do so providing you were to respect the tenets of the Hidden Ones.

♡ you were an excellent student and Basim truly did enjoy teaching you. He finds himself learning much more about Norway through you and he relishes time spent with you as you keep the voice of the trickster in his head at bay.

♡ he hopes that he will not lose himself so that he can stay with you.

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i-lived-i-died-and-now-i-sleep · 8 days

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Imagine Basim gifting you his ring before going on a long mission

Imagine standing in front of him, your fingers entwined with his. You're looking up at the tall man you call the love of your life. Tears fill your eyes at the thought that he has to go on a mission for at least several months,to a country far far away from you. Biting your lip didn't help by any chance to suppress a small whimper that escaped your mouth. You knew he had to go. You knew it meant a lot to him. Still, it felt like a part of you would go with him. And that you wouldn't be whole for what would feel like an eternity.

Basim furrowed his eyebrows at the sight of you nearly crying, but then, a smile appeared on his lips.

"Hold on,my love. I have something for you."

After fumbling around for some seconds, he pulled off the green smaragd ring he always wore on his little finger. His smile grew even wider, a bit cocky even.

"I know you will miss me. And I will miss you too. More than you can imagine. But never doubt that I will come back to you."

Suddenly,he closed the distance between you two and kissed you on your forehead.

"No matter how far,my heart stays here with you. Keep this ring to remember that."

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psybrepunk · 1 year

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Digging through the Basim tag on here and seeing everyone's opinions on them putting Basim in the wolf shirt has me feeling 2 distinct ways:

1) Maybe my husband has a point when he makes fun of me for wearing my wolf shirts

2) Out of my 4 wolf shirts I don't happen to own the specific one Basim is wearing and now I need it :)

#psybreposting #basim #basim ibn is'haq #basim ibn ishaq #basim ibn ishaq x reader

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noyatv · 1 year

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𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍'𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐈𝐁𝐍-𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐐 |n/a

𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐈𝐁𝐍-𝐋𝐀'𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐃 |n/a

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐊 𝐀𝐋-𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐅 |n/a

𝐅𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐎 𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄 |n/a

𝐄𝐙𝐈𝐎 𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄 |n/a

𝐘𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐅 𝐓𝐀𝐙𝐈𝐌 |n/a

𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐖𝐀𝐘 |n/a

𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐂 |n/a

𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐇𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐄:𝐓𝐎𝐍 | 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐖𝐀𝐘 |n/a

𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 |n/a

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frenchoravocadotoast · 4 months

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The Scab & The Scar I

Basim Ibn Ishaq x GN!Reader

Warnings: Implied NSFW

Word Count: 1140

A/N: Happy New Year, everyone :) I finished writing this while I was recovering from a hangover, so hopefully it doesn't feel too rushed. I realized halfway through the story that the fanfic might be getting too long, so I've decided to cut it into smaller chapters. Hope that's okay!

Many years ago, before you were tasked with traveling around the world and spreading the word of the Hidden Ones, you and Basim were attached at the hip.

It was bound to happen. Two young novices, both taken under the wing of the assassins at a relatively young age and bearing a relentless thirst to prove the world what they were made of. Your personalities clashed at first; training under the same tutor would prove to be a disaster. Thus, for the sake of balance, you were mentored by Rayhan’s teachings whereas Basim was trained by Roshan.

You took training seriously – not that Basim didn’t, but it wasn’t in your nature to indulge in large gatherings at night. Roshan was just like you in that regard; but you were not her ward, and your actual mentor had different plans in mind for you. Instead of retreating to your tent by sunset, Rayhan urged you to join the bonfire of rowdy novices. It is there that you come to know Basim properly, and like the fire that crackles every night, a spark ignites between the two of you.

It starts off small – you spar together, wooden swords in hand as you dance around each other; but then training escalates into gifts and spending time together at night, long after your peers have fallen into a deep slumber. You undergo the ceremony together, showing off your hidden blades and new robes to each other. Basim jokes that you have to put these things to use, and suggests patrolling together from time to time; but even once your duty is over, you come to rest together by the bonfire once more. For you, it’s a sacred ritual. A time for the both of you to bask in the silence of the night and just exist. He tells you stories of his childhood as he pokes at the embers, whispers about the stars in the sky, the world he’s always wished to travel and see with his own eyes; words meant for you alone. During one of those nights, comforted by the warmth and light cast by the fire, you share your first kiss. It’s gentle, inviting, and safe – there is no rush, and no words are exchanged for the rest of the night; but you figure he has no regrets from the giddy grin that adorns his face, and the longing glances he sends your way the next morning.

Basim is a bit cheeky by nature, you’re aware of this. Wherever you go, his hands follow, and if your duties keep you apart for far too long, he comes to whisk you away. That kiss by the bonfire turns into two, then three, and then you lose count. He steals kisses from you when others aren’t looking, brushes his hand against yours when you walk past; and like a spell a witch has cast on you, you start seeking him out too. Basim notices, and he can’t help but smirk everytime you linger close to him. It warms his heart, really; and the feeling only intensifies when you both learn you’re being sent to Baghdad to dismantle the order of the Ancient Ones together.

Baghdad gives you mixed feelings to this day. You know the man has been plagued by nightmares in his past, but neither of you are expecting them to return and throw him off balance the way they have. He struggles to sleep, and you start to worry when he talks to himself or thrashes around at night.

He never quite speaks of what he sees. He claims he doesn’t understand it himself, even after so long, and continuously apologizes for waking you up. You tell him you don’t care about being woken up, relishing the warmth of his hand which clings to yours for comfort, and you’re awarded with a squeeze. The assassin’s headquarters are a safe haven for you, and Basim releases a relieved sigh before pressing his lips against yours. This kiss pales in comparison to all the other ones back in Alamut – they were fleeting, teasing even, whereas this one is slow and drawn out. It grounds you both in the reality that you’re there for each other. This kiss is here to stay, and so are you.

The air grows hotter when he closes the distance, and your hands begin to explore each other’s skin. He swallows your sounds, bodies intertwined as you roll onto the bed; and you spend the night tangled in each other’s limbs, sheets coiling around the both of you and squeezing you together like a snake of love.

Baghdad was supposed to be a new chapter for you after that night, but fate had other plans. Basim becomes torn, a beautiful rose hurt by its own thorns; a flower to be admired from a distance, but not touched. He doesn’t shut you out, not really, but you can tell his mind is elsewhere everytime he comes back from a mission. Although he struggles, he speaks of what he’s learnt regarding the order and his visions; and the irony twists your heart when you realize that despite the amount of clues he’s discovering, Basim feels more at a loss than ever.

It all changes when Alamut is attacked. Fuladh shoves a satchel bag into your hands when you are summoned to the bureau, ordering you to protect the few books the Hidden Ones hold sacred – and run. Far, far from the ambushed camp you were built upon, and into unknown territory. Find the other Hidden Ones, convince outsiders to join – anything to help your people’s cause and creed, if they were to be completely slaughtered in this battle.

You want to ask him where Basim is, but time is ticking. Fuladh hops onto his horse and rides East, towards Alamut. The bureau is now vacant, and even if the people of Baghdad continue to go about at a leisurely pace, you know there is a war raging next door, painting the dunes and mountains in crimson red. If you do not leave right away, the order will find you.

But the pounding in your heart tells you you can’t leave just yet. You scale up the buildings, leaping from roof to roof even when your muscles throb in pain, pushing yourself to check all the spots you know he visits. The House of Wisdom, the garden, the Bazaar. But you find Basim nowhere, and the revelation constricts your throat. For whatever reason, he is no longer in Baghdad; and if he is on his way to Alamut, then your lives part here. You are needed elsewhere, now. Going to Alamut would ensure the extinction of the creed.

And so, with a heavy heart, you turn away from the one place you’d called home over the years, and steal a horse for your escape.