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Make me a Daddy
Summary: You tell Ezio you want a baby, he makes sure it takes.
Ezio x F!Reader
CW: MDNI, 18+ Only, p in v, eating out, breeding.
Word count: 1.1K
It was like a switch had flipped in his head the moment you had spoken those magical words. So many hours in your day now spent with your husband between your legs, just as you were now.
Your thighs thrown over his shoulders, his beard scratching at the sensitive skin between your thighs, his tongue flattening as his nose nudged against your puffy clit causing you to whine. Your hands tugging at his salt and pepper hair, only serving to pull his face impossibly closer until his tongue worked its way into your fluttering hole. His own hands gently squeezing and massaging the fat of your thighs.
Ezio had been at this for what felt like hours, drawing orgasm after orgasm from you and making you a mess on your shared bed. Your bottom lip trembled as he worked you towards another high, thighs squeezing around his head as you tried to push him away but the older man’s hands moved to grab your own and he pushed your thighs off his shoulders so that he could keep you pinned down with his body weight instead.
“Stop moving” he voice vibrated through your cunt, ripping another whine from you at the feeling. All the while his tongue is still lapping at your soaked pussy, your eyes barely able to stay open as he pulls another orgasm from you. Your body shaking and hips jerking at the feeling. “Fuck, that’s a good girl, amore”
Satisfied with this, Ezio pulled away. What a sight he was, his beard dripping with the hours worth of arousal and juices he had earned. His hands gently massaging up from your legs to your hips and sides “‘M sorry, princessa. You just taste too good” He slowly kissed his way up your body.
Leaving you painted in marks as he went, your hands clenching at the sheets as you tried to clear your mind but the way he’d spent so long tasting you had your mind cloudy. “Don’t worry, I’ll give you a reward, sweet girl” One of his hands moved to pull your leg up and back over his shoulder, his mouth trailing kisses along your neck and shoulder.
He grinned against your skin as he felt you arch, gasping as the head of his fat cock pressed against your hole. He shushed you gently as he pressed more kisses to your skin, his hand resting in the crook of your knee to keep your leg there as he stretched you open. Ezio waited only moments for you to get used to his size again before his hips were moving, the older man rutting into you at a slow teasing pace.
He only sped up once your arms wrapped around him, nails digging into the skin of his back in that way he loved so much. His teeth scraping against your neck as he fucked you, his other hand moving to grope your breast, thumb rubbing over your nipple until it had hardened into a peak “Gonna make me a daddy, pretty girl? That what you want?”
You could only whimper and whine in response, breathing coming out as pants and cunt squeezing around his cock causing his hips to stutter in their pace “That’s a good girl” he whispered in your ear. Those same fingers pinched your nipple so he could watch the way your bottom lip trembled, his own eyes fluttering shut with every throb of your hole around him.
He moved off your body, hips not stopping in their rutting against you as he unwound your arms from around him, smiling as you whined at him for the action and clasped your own hands around your knees to keep you in that position. His hand gripping the headboard as he rolled his hips against you, the sound of skin smacking filling the room with every thrust.
His other hand dimpled the bottom of your thigh as he used it to keep you still as every time his cock drove into you, you’d move up the bed even more. Ezio couldn’t keep his eyes off you, watching the way your tits bounced slightly every time he thrust, your eyes unable to focus and fluttering constantly or how you couldn’t seem to decide between biting your lip with a moan, or letting it drop open with a gasp.
If he was any less of a gentleman he would invite Leonardo to come and paint you in this moment, he was no longer Catholic but he’d worship the ground you walked in all of his waking moments.
His hand slipped down from its place on your thigh, his thumb finding your neglected clit and beginning to circle. It felt like lightning through your body, your legs tensing up as that familiar coil tightened in your body and your eyes rolled back as you arched. You were more sensitive after he’d spent so long between your thighs maybe that’s why tears trailed down your cheeks and your mouth opened in a silent cry as your orgasm peaked.
The mess on the sheets worse now as you gush around his cock,slick soaking Ezio’s cock and dripping to the bed below. Ezio’s own eyes rolled as he practically fell back on top of you, his weight pinning you to the bed as he humped at your cunt. Grunts and groans filling your ears like the sound of an orchestra, his beard tickled the skin of your neck and shoulder as he buried his face into the skin.
You whined as you felt raw and sore from how he continued to push impossibly close to you. His arms falling from the headboard so he could wrap them around you, pulling you even closer and your legs shake from the overstimulation. “Fottere! Take it, princessa, take it!” The man’s hips still as his cock twitches and fills you with hot ropes of cum, a low groan slipping from his mouth as you both lay still, breathing heavily from the exhaustion.
Your hand moves to stroke through his hair, nails scraping his scalp in that way that makes him moan and your brow furrows when he doesn’t move out of you. “Are we not finished?”
Ezio grins at your question, lifting his head as he presses a kiss to your cheek and his hands move to hold his weight above you again “Did you not say you wanted me child?” his hips began to move again, his eyes sparkling with something as he watched your own widen at the realisation that he had yet to go soft “It is best to go multiple times…to make sure it takes, no?”
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ezio auditore x shy!fem!reader ?
Il Dottoressa
Pairing: AC2!Ezio x ShyFem!Reader
Summary: Ezio has a crush on you, the doctor's daughter; or where Ezio gets hurt on purpose to see you.
Warnings: non-canon compliance, non-history compliance (i had to adapt), LONG ONE-SHOT, no description of reader, FLUFF, blood, injuries, italian translated using translator
Author's Notes: hii, thank you so much for requesting <3! i hope you enjoy reading it because i had tons of fun writing it! just a reminder: my requests for ezio are still open! click here for more info!
You should consider yourself a lucky woman. Your father Giuseppe was a man of Science, a doctor who always cared about your well-being and education, especially after your mother's death. He didn't obligate you to wed or have kids like most parents.
For him, for you to carry the family's legacy was to become a doctor. So you did your best to learn as much as possible, in secret. To the rest of society, your father suggested you be portrayed just as his errand daughter. Nobody knew the full extent of your abilities. So you advised treatments, assisted your dad in the shop he had, and turned out to be every child's favorite doctor. They were easier to talk to than most adults. You meet Ezio on your first day alone at the shop. Your dad had to help a patient with an urgent matter in another town and gave you clear instructions on how to proceed.
"They will try to bargain but do not drop the price too much. Let them think they got a deal."
The day went by relatively easy. Two regular clients pass by to get some medicine and talk a little. After a few hours of boredom, you open a book and let your eyes wander through the pages. Your dad may allow you to help with surgery next time if you gather more knowledge. You also needed to focus on having a steady hand...
"Scusi."
Startled by the sudden voice, you held your book close to your chest so it wouldn't fall. When you turn around, you immediately recognize the man: Ezio Auditore. Your dad had alerted you about him: the questionable man with a white robe and hood that always paid the total price. Your dad ordered you not to over-extend the conversation with the strange man. Your attention goes to his arm, where he was holding a torn, bloody sleeve. You don't need to predict he will ask you for a curative. You point to the chair, and Ezio sinks into the chair.
You get some alcohol and some clean cloths. You have no reason to be afraid or nervous; you are in the middle of town, and the man won't do anything. And now, most importantly, he was a patient.
Ignoring your internal concerns, you focused on working. His torn sleeve was soaked with blood, but you no longer saw any blood dropping out of the cut, so you concentrated on cleaning the blood from the injury with alcohol. Like most people, Ezio didn't react to the pain, so you continued. Then you begin to wrap his arm in a bandage. That cut had to be done with a sharp spear.
"Where is the other Signore that stays here?" Ezio asked, his voice sounding tired.
"My father had business somewhere else," You responded, focusing on finishing the bandage. When you are done, you make sure it was all secured. Looked perfect.
"So I won't lose my arm anytime soon, Signorina?" Ezio attempted to joke, giving you a faint smile, and you ignored him. You placed your stuff on the shop's cart and waited as he checked your work.
"Grazie. I haven't seen any women doctors around town. What is your name?"
"It will be 30 florins, Signore."
"Va bene," Ezio put the money in your hand, and you counted. It seems he gave you an extra five florins. He was already gone when you lifted your head, disappearing in the middle of the people. You want to call his name and catch up to him, but you shake your head. He either purposely did that, or it was just a mistake.
After that day, your dad decided you could stay in the shop alone. You were so excited and thrilled. Your dad could now go to another town as a doctor while you cared for his business.
You glow with pride and happiness. You see Ezio Auditore once or twice, jumping around buildings, doing who-knows. He didn't seem to notice you, which you thanked mentally. You had asked your dad what exactly Ezio was doing, and your dad affirmed it was neither your business nor his to know, it just looked dangerous. Ezio only appeared in his shop with parts of his body hurt, cut, bruised, or broken more than the average person. As curious as you are to ask, you understand your dad is done with this conversation.
The next time you see Ezio, he has a dislocated shoulder. You try to give him something to bite, but he shakes his head, gritting his teeth. You want to ask how he got this, but it is not your place. When you pop his shoulder back into place, Ezio grunts. You recommend that he avoid using that shoulder for more vigorous activities. Ezio gives you a half-smile as if he knows something you don't.
"It will be 50 florins this time."
You feel he gives you more florins when he hands you the money.
"You are giving me too much, Signore."
"As a thank you. Can't I do that?"
You don't really know how to respond to that. It is his money. Extra money even. Before you can answer, he grabs your hand and kisses it lightly. You freeze in your spot, unable to move.
"Name is Ezio Auditore. Can you tell me yours?"
It is your first time giving a good look at Ezio Auditore. He seems to have brown hair. He has a scar across his lips, now with what appears to be a naughty smile, which just makes him more charming. He is staring at you, really staring at you. You want to protest, but your voice dies down your throat. You gulp, trying to find something to say, but nothing comes out.
"We shall see each other around, Dottoressa."
And you do end up seeing him, now what it seemed once at least every week. Ezio appears with a horrible bruise on his back and watches, delighted, as you look away, mortified, when he lifts his robe. He appears a few days later with a raspy cough. Then, comes back three days later, alleging he fell to his head and had a horrible headache. You want to ask him if there are no other doctors in town, but hold your tongue. And Ezio was sincerely trying to make you smile and laugh most of the time.
Like when he appeared with a bow attached to his back. You took it out carefully, ensuring you didn't hurt him too much or cause him to die. Besides, you were thankfully thanking his presence at this point: the rate Ezio got injured, he would end up being your first surgery.
"Does it look like I die today, Dottoressa?" He exclaims as you finish cleaning the hole. Why he has to say that in such a sexy way?
"Not today, Signore Auditore."
"Ezio," He corrects you, as the other times, and you roll your eyes, ignoring him. When you are done, Ezio gives you more money than he should.
"I should not go far, probably. I will get hurt and come here for you to repair me." You answer him with a half-smile, too nervous to say anything else. You know he is getting hurt on purpose; he probably knows that as well, and instead of sending him away, you continue seeing him.
"Oh, mhm, I almost forgot," Ezio taps his body, takes out a book, and handles it to you. It seems to be about different kinds of poisons and diseases.
"What is this?"
"For you, Dottoressa. I have seen you read books about it and presumed you would like it."
You are surprised, flipping over the book with care. It looks expensive and updated. That would help you so much with your studies. You couldn't believe Ezio got you something like this.
"Signore Ezio, I can't accept it. "
"Per favore?" Ezio's voice sounds like he imploring, "You have done so much for me. It is the least I can do."
You want to say no and argue that he has already given you more money than he should, but Ezio appears so anxious for your answer. You feel the heavy book in your hands, and your desire gets the best of you. You nod, and Ezio's worried expression turns into a big smile.
"I will see you around, Dottoressa."
"Grazie, Ezio." You finally say when he is too far away to hear it.
After that, your relationship with Ezio got closer. Although you hadn't said your name, he seemed satisfied to watch you flustered when he called you "Mia Dottoressa favorita" or "Il Dottoressa Bella." Or when he continued to bring you more books. When you finally open them at home, they would have different flowers inside.
It wasn't hard to keep all of that hidden from your dad. Your father was out of town almost daily, traveling around Italy. It was also challenging to just not tell Ezio your name. Before, it was for your sense of security, but now, there wasn't much reason to keep it hidden. Ezio was nearly like a friend. Yes, he could be cocky and a little show-off, but he also had a gentle and entertaining side. He could listen to you speak for hours about how crazy the human body could be. He never interrupted you or seemed bored. On the contrary, it was like nothing else existed except for you.
"Are you going to be a Dottoressa at the end?"
"Si, Signore Ezio. Your books are helping me a lot." You confessed, feeling breathless like always when he was around. Gathering all your courage, you finally ask him, "Can I ask you something?"
"Si?" Ezio's gaze looks full of hope.
"You don't have to answer if you don't want to. Why are you always so hurt? Who are you fighting?"
Ezio ponders for a moment before answering.
"For mi familia. I would tell you more, but- " You certainly felt like you shouldn't have asked now. Idiota, you think.
"Well, if that might help you... I am your Dottoressa after all."
"Oh, you are my Dottoressa?" The way he emphasized the word my! You wish a hole had just opened in the ground so that it could eat you as a whole. This was something regular now: Ezio always says or does something to leave you without words. One of those days, you will gather all your courage and do the same to him.
But until then, you are happy that Ezio sticks around. Always afraid he will be one of these days badly hurt, and you won't be around to help him. You could only hope he would always come back to you.
EPILOGUE:
You are almost home when a few guards rush in your direction, screaming and pointing at the sky. With your heart shrinking, you look up, wishing that Ezio is safe tonight. Almost at your door, you hear a loud thumb next to a haystack pile. Looking around and assuring there is no one, you investigate the origin of the noise. To your surprise, you see Ezio badly injured. You run to kneel at his side, checking the extension of his wounds. It doesn't look well.
Merda merda.
"Ezio? Can you hear me?" He is semi-conscious, his eyes struggling to stay open. You can hear more guards getting close. With no choice and all your strength, you pull his body towards the haystack, hiding and praying that the guards won't see the trail of blood behind you.
The guards finally arrive, and your heart bumps against your chest as they investigate everywhere. You feel Ezio's rapid breath as you lightly place your hand on his chest as if keeping you there alive with you.
Ezio moans low, and you bend to his ear, whispering frantically.
"Shhh, I am here, Ezio, it is me. We will be okay."
When the guards finally leave, after what seems to take an eternity, you leave the haystack pile, making sure no one is around. Not hearing anyone, you hurry back to Ezio, attempting to make him fully conscious.
"Ezio, per favore, you have to focus on me. On my voice. We need to get you out of there, we need to bring you inside!"
"Dottoressa?" His voice sounds so weak it just breaks your heart. You hold his cheek, and his skin feels hot. A fever? What if he has been poisoned? You have to get him in your house, but you are afraid to pull him, and he dies, afraid you might be found by the Guards, and he dies.
There is no time for this, Dottoressa. This is your patient, and you better save him.
You pull Ezio's body with your arms to your house entrance. With difficulty, you place him on an old sofa-like, not caring about the mess. With not a lot of options, you rip his destroyed robe and his shirt. At this point, Ezio is shaking with cold, despite his body being extremely hot. You start disinfecting his injuries, checking how bad they are. It doesn't seem that he was punctured. While you clean, you notice the rest of his body for damages. You take his boots out, and with hands shaking, you rip his pants. Praying mentally for no injuries, you cut until his upper thigh. Nothing. Relieved, you focus on his head, letting go of his ponytail. No extensive injuries. Good. You continue cleaning and give him some medicine for his fever, covering his body with a clean sheet.
You let yourself get distracted by how long his hair is. You always theorized it was much shorter. You pass your finger through his hair, and Ezio lets out a long sigh.
You know the following hours will be crucial. Ezio might react badly; you must stay awake if he needs you. If he was poisoned, he might respond during the night. You bring a chair close to Ezio, watching him peacefully sleep. You implore him to survive. You plead for him to be healthy.
When Ezio wakes up in the morning, he is immediately aware of being in a strange house, not a cell. He tries to move, but his body just hurts so much. Last night, when he was on his way to see you with a small cut on his finger, he ended up getting in the middle of a mess. After fighting his way out, he was still followed. Tired and exhausted, he didn't know the extent of his injuries until he passed out and fell from the top of a building.
He examines around, finding you sound asleep in a chair. How he ended up there? Ignoring the pain in his body, Ezio sits down, roaming his eyes through his body. It could have been worse. He lifts the sheet, notices you cut his pants down and chuckles low. That seems to wake you up, and Ezio feels slightly guilty about it.
"Dottoressa?" He calls you. You promptly get up, touching his head and arms to check for any signs of fever. Looks normal. You were glad you didn't choose the leeches last night.
"How are you feeling, Ezio?"
"I am fine, probably thanks to you. How?"
"I heard something falling from a building last night. When I went to check, I saw you badly injured. Had to hide in a haystack while the guards were looking for you. Brought you here and kept an eye on you for the rest of the night."
"How come if you have slept, Dottoressa?" He jokes, and you laugh, glad to see him alive.
"Now I owe you my life. How much is this even going to cost me, Dottoressa? Am I going bankrupt?" Ezio questions in a teasing tone.
"N-no? I am just glad you are alright, Ezio. I was so afraid last night that you were going to di-"
"You saved me, mia bella. Just to prove you should be my particular Dottoressa. Not anybody else's. Mine." He provokes you again, confident that you wouldn't answer.
"Do you want me? To be just yours?" It is funny to watch Ezio lose all the color on his face. For the first time, he is the stunned one, left without an answer, "What happened, Ezio Auditore? Is something wrong with your tongue? Should I check for you?"
You don't know if it is last night's stress or Ezio looking like he is losing his mind, but you laugh until your belly hurts. Ezio is confused at first but smiles, understanding your joke.
"Very good, mia cara. Very good. Joking with my feelings like that. I could have died last night, you know."
Cleaning the tears in the corner of your eyes, you pull your chair close to his. Ezio observes, curious, while you grab and hold his hand into yours.
"I wasn't joking when I said I could be yours."
Your confession makes Ezio's mouth drop slightly, but he quickly recomposes himself. He cleans his throat, with his other free hand calling you closer. You get up from the chair, your legs shaking, and he starts by caressing your chin. You close your eyes, and Ezio follows his touch to your cheeks and lips. He traces your lips with his fingers, admiring you as the most beautiful piece of art he has ever seen.
You melt in his arms when he brings you closer and finally kisses you. Holding into his shoulder gently, you kiss him back, letting yourself fully stroke his hair. Ezio's hands are placed on your cheeks. When you two finally break apart, you are both breathless, wishing for more. Your heart, your soul, asks for more.
"Dottoressa.."
You shake your head, smiling, and finally tell Ezio your name.
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Valentine Special, day 9th : “Candy Hearts”
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Pairing: Ezio Auditore x fem Reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Summary: Another year, another Valentine's Day, spent in very luxurious and expansive restaurants, showered in plenty of gifts with your boyfriend also showering you in compliments, attentions and kisses...or at least, that's how it always has been until this Valentine's Day, when Ezio decided to try something new and simple: staying in the comfort of his home with you, with some music, his cooking skills, his Italian charm and a lot...a lot of candies.
*˚ .♡⋆ﾟˊˎ -
A sweet and muffled melody slowly crept into your light sleep, mixing with your confused and numerous dreams and altering them. And this sweet melody, which seemed as if it were floating in your mind, was none other than one of the old Italian songs your boyfriend used to listen to in your company: and you were immediately able to recognise it.
Along with the light-hearted, carefree notes of the song, you could also catch a glimpse of Ezio's tuneful voice humming quietly over the song. You were also able to perceive a delicious perfume intruding into your now drowsy sleep that slowly and gently woke you up completely.
You blinked a few times, quickly bringing a hand in front of your eyes as if by instinct, to protect your still sleepy vision from the sun's rays as was your custom. But no ray blinded your eyes, and no ray touched your skin; peeking through the cracks between your fingers you saw that the living room was warmly lit by numerous candles, their small flames flickering whenever the breeze flew through the open window, making even the light curtains move in a sensual dance.
Removing your hand from your face, you yawned and then took a few more seconds to bask in the quiet, comforting atmosphere of that February evening, continuing to listen to Ezio who, a few steps away from you, was busy as he continued to sing lightheartedly. Closing your eyes, you grabbed the blanket to adjust it better over your shoulders: but as soon as you pulled it up, you heard objects falling on the floor.
Propping yourself up with an elbow, you raised yourself on the couch, an expression as surprised as moved when, peeking down, you saw some red, heart-shaped lollipops laying on the ground. Stretching your arm out you picked them up, only becoming more joyful when you noticed plenty of the same lollipops scattered all over the couch, over you, over the coffee table: the more you looked around, the more you found them all around the living room.
Caught up in such happiness, you let out an excited giggle as you hurried to open the candy wrapper, thus arousing the attention of Ezio who suddenly stopped singing.
"Oh no, she woke up!" you heard him exclaim from the kitchen in a tone that was exasperated and theatrical to say the least, as if he had been taken aback by your sudden awakening. As you tried to open the plastic surrounding the lollipop, you sat up cross-legged on the sofa, collecting all the candies on your lap, looking at them excitedly.
"You don't seem particularly happy about it," you replied in a falsely sorry voice, triumphing when you finally managed to remove the candy wrapper.
"I am not particularly happy, amore mio bellissimo..." Ezio retorted in a high tone so as to be heard, while the noisy clanking of pans and dishes punctuated his every word. "...because I haven't finished yet".
"Finished what?" you asked as you turned your head towards him over the sofa, seeing him quickly walking around the kitchen, rising a questioning eyebrow at him. As soon as he heard your question, he stopped all together, standing behind the counter and, watching you with an almost disappointed face, he placed his hands on his hips.
"The surprise" he answered as he mirrored your inquisitive eyebrow, spreading his arms wide and giving you a knowing expression, as if he expected you to have already known the answer and were lying to him.
"Another one?!" you almost screamed, surprise and disbelief taking the best of you again. You knew very well that this was what characterized Valentine's Day: every year on this day, Ezio gave his best, giving you lots of attention, taking you out to dinner at luxurious and expensive places, buying you anything you wanted. Every year until this last one: Ezio decided to change plans, to do something different but that you would both enjoy. So you both decided to stay at home, not going out and do nothing else but enjoy each other's presence.
During the course of the morning he had continued to make little presents appear out of nowhere, just when you least expected it, leaving you happy, thanking him if not with many kisses and praises. But you didn't expect that, after all those presents, he was planning another surprise. But then again, no wonder: if Ezio was anything, he was an utterly dedicated man to you and his love for you.
"You don't seem particularly happy about it" he sarcastically replied, mocking your own phrase, trying to mimick your voice as he resumed to walk, coming closer to you with a playful smirk on his lips.
"You have done so much already for the whole day Ezio, there was no need for more" you muttered in a low voice while slightly frowning, placing your chin on the back of the couch and watching him, starting to notice how handsome– and appealing he was with that white apron tied around his torso, hugging his waist and hips just right, his brown hair tied back in a low ponytail, a few strands falling on his forehead. There was something incredibly charming and sensual about him while he cooked for you that it drawn you to him even more than usual; while those old Italian songs played in the background.
"Oh please piccola, you deserve this and so much more…" Ezio replied, smiling and making a vague gesture with his hand as he walked towards you. He stopped just behind the sofa and, after wiping both hands on his apron, leaned back on the sofa; leaning down in your direction, he left a tender kiss in your forehead, for then leaving more sweet kisses on your nose and cheeks, feeling him smile when he pressed his lips to yours, kissing you with a little more passion as one of his hands cupped your cheek.
You moved as to get up so you could kiss him better, but he tutted at you, purposely and lightly biting at your bottom lip whole deteaching from you. Seeing you fight, he completely detached from the searing kiss, leaving your mouth open and with a taste of red wine on your lips. Ezio then placed his entire hand on your face, covering it, and gently pushed you on your back on the couch.
You laughed amused at his gesture, taking his wrist with your hand, trying to pull him towards you again. Ezio fondly smiled at you and, leaning down to kiss your knuckles that were wrapped around his wrist, he freed himself as he took your chin between his fingers, caressing your jaw.
"Stay here" he whispered as he walked back in the kitchen and leaving you laying and staying still on the couch while he resumed to cook.
But despite his soft spoken order, you got up completely, turning your steps into the kitchen while still wrapped up in the blanket. You saw your boyfriend finishing to prepare what looked like two heart shaped pizzas, and your own heart melted at the sight: nevertheless of what he said just some moments before, you still felt a bit guilty that he had been busy and fussing all over you for the whole day, and it looked like he wasn't going to stop anytime soon...all the gifts, the attentions, and now also all the food he was preparing for you with so much passion and love.
If St Valentine was about something, it was indeed about love, but also about giving and receiving. And you wanted with all yourself to let him rest for a little while.
"I still haven't done anything for you" you let him notice while you leaned with your side on the counter, reciprocating his witty smile when he raised his gaze up at you, seeing a light malice quickly glistening in his brown eyes, already knowing what he was thinking about: but his words betrayed your thoughts.
"You don't have to" Ezio insisted as he placed the last basil leaf on the pizza dough, looking at it proudly, then turning his smile to you, watching in amusement as you licked the lollipop.
"I must" you pointed at him with the candy in a playfully threatening way, him spreading his arms wide in a sign of surrender, carefully scrutinising both your face and the lollipop. Still sporting a mocking grin, he turned away, taking the trays where the pizzas were laid out and placing them in the oven. But you were shocked when he, as soon as he turned away from you, quickly stretched out an arm and swiftly took possession of your lollipop, putting it straight into his mouth, laughing loudly when you gasped in amazement.
He turned to the other side of the counter, untied his apron and threw it on a chair, then turned his gaze to you, who were still upset about your stolen candy.
"Mhh well then, what about you'll come here…" Ezio began in a nonchalant tone, gesticulating as usual as he sat down on the chair. "...and sit on my lap..." he tapped one of his thigh with his hand, never breaking eye contact with you, truly seeming like you had already forgotten about the way he stole your lollipop.
"...and you'll read aloud what there's written on those candies?" you followed his other stretched arm, seeing what he was pointing at: a white small bowl with many pastel coloured heart candies, on which there were written little wholesome phrases. For once again in that day your heart melted and your eyes lit up at the sight in front of you, happy of how much joy you both could find in small things such as simple heart shaped things, food, songs, candles and each other's kisses and presence.
"That will be your present for me. While I listen and watch you. Mh, che dici tesoro?" Ezio concluded with a suggestive tone, that charming smile still curling his lips up which always made you all giddy inside, him giving one long lick to the lollipop, winking at your flustered expression as to tease you even more.
Warmth rushed on your cheeks as you walked towards him and, placing one hand on his strong shoulder, you sat on one of his thighs, his hand immediately finding your hip, steading you. Stretching out an arm, you reached for the bowl filled with the heart candies, starting to take a look at the candies, humming as you took some in your palm, examining them.
"Even though those hearts will never properly show my love for you...it sounds perfect" you whispered near his ear, smiling before eating one of the candies, hearing him chuckle as he patted your thighs.
"That's my girl"
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｡･:*˚:✧｡ Translations
° Amore mio bellissimo = my beautiful love;
° Piccola = baby;
° Che dici tesoro? = what do you think darling?
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Thought I'd announce my WIPs <3
MAIN BLOG INBOX:
Faramir x reader (NSFW)
Ezio Auditore x reader
Modern! boyfriend! Alucard (headcanons)
Alucard x reader
Jacob Frye x reader (headcanons)
Ezio, hijabi! reader (headcanons)
Jacob Frye x reader
Alucard x sick! reader
SDV Elliott x reader
Celegorm x Thingol's daughter! reader
Evie Frye x assassin! reader
Female! Eivor x reader
sub! Connor Kenway | Ratonhnhaké:ton x reader (NSFW)
God! Arno x devoted! reader
Assassins/ Templars x Latina/ Hispanic! reader (headcanons)
Assassins have a nightmare where reader dies (headcanons)
Karl Heisenberg x reader
Assassins x touch starved! reader (headcanons)
Thingol x human! reader (NSFW)
Brother Day x reader
Caranthir x reader (NSFW)
Thranduil x reader
Assassins' s/o says they love them for the first time (headcanons)
Assassins accidentally make the reader cry (headcanons)
Aragorn x reader
Striga, Morana x gn! reader
Maglor x reader (NSFW)
Connor Kenway | Ratonhnhaké:ton x reader
Sauron x reader
Sauron x reader
Sauron x reader
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Nasana x reader
NSFW alphabet with Alois
NSFW Alois headcanons
Takeshi x reader
Takeshi (reply)
MAIN BLOG PROJECTS:
setting up commissions
13 NSFW oneshots (collab)
assassins creed Halloween AU (collab)
SIDEBLOG PROJECTS:
setting up commissions
creating a fem! sea monster OC
ONGOING FICS TO BE UPDATED:
Behind a Winery
Sweeter Than Poetry & Modern Things
Unwoven Fate
Huntress
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A Knight in a White Hood
Fandom: Assassin’s Creed
Rating: Teen and up
Pairing: Ezio Auditore x fem!reader
Word count: 1258
Genre: hurt/comfort
Ezio wants to save Caterina, but you don’t like this idea. And obviously, you are not jealous!
“Ezio? Why the rush?” you asked, getting off the table you were sitting on, as your beloved master assassin stormed in to the hideout on Isola Tibberina (Tiber's Island).
“I know where Caterina is. Now I just need to make a good plan of her retrieve” he answered, looking at the city map.
“Why? Are you going to set her free all alone?” you didn't like this idea at all.
“Si (Yes). It is my responsibility.”
“It is not. Besides I don't like this. Why would you risk so much for a woman who would not do the same for you?” you tried really hard to hide your jealousy.
“How can you say such things? You can not know what would she do” apparently your response irritated him. Was it a sensitive topic?
“Oh, please. Women like her rarely do something because of their feelings. She needs you, so she used you. Open your eyes and see it” you pointed out.
“We are not having this conversation. I need to save Caterina” Ezio clearly showed you he wasn't going to listen to anything you have to say.
“Va bene (Very well)” you sighed. “Come on, ladies and gentlemen. We have to save contessa puttana (countess bitch)” you motioned to your apprentices, heading to the exit.
“(Y/n)!” Ezio scolded you, but your only response was a middle finger directed at him. If he wanted a broken heart, he would have it. It wasn't an appropriate behavior, but you didn't care.
You didn't talk to Ezio anymore and when the time came, you lead your apprentices for an attack, providing a distraction and creating an opportunity for Ezio to sneak in to Castel Sant'Angelo, find Caterina and rescue her. When he was inside, you commanded everyone to retreat.
Then someone's throwing knife managed to reach you. A sharp pain exploded in your side, but you ignored it, until every one of your apprentices was heading the hideout. Some of them were wounded and you were mad at Ezio, that he risked so much for a woman who never cared about him. Or maybe it was just your jealousy speaking through. It was indeed difficult to handle that he cared for an other woman this much, especially that woman. You made sure that your assassins had their wounds treated, carefully hiding your own. The doctor had just ended taking care of your apprentices, when Caterina Sforza herself came back, announcing that Ezio stayed behind to make sure her path was clear.
You used all your strength to not yell at her and stormed outside, taking a crossbow. You knew Ezio was going to be fine, but a little help wouldn't hurt. It was about time when you had arrived, he was surrounded by a large group of guards and while he was doing pretty well, he looked more and more tired. Not thinking much, you took your position, aimed and shot, killing one of the guards. Ezio briefly looked around with confusion, not stopping his fighting, then he noticed you when you shot another guard. You kept covering him until he got out safely and you could go back to the hideout.
When you entered, the doctor has just finished tending Caterina's wounds and looked at you carefully.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
“I am fine, only tired” you answered, leaning on the desk and trying to make it look natural.
“You are pale and sweaty, you look unwell” the physician argued.
“It is nothing. Take care of those who need help” you growled, the adrenaline was wearing off and you started to feel the pain.
“I have already taken care of everyone who needed it.”
“Fine” you gave up and uncovered your wound. The doctor examined it carefully then ordered you to undress. Reluctantly, but you did what you were told, trying not to think about having to stand almost naked in the presence of Ezio, his lover and a couple of apprentices. But the wound hurt too much and you've lost enough blood to start to worry. One of your students helped you take your clothes off, soon you were leaning on the desk only in your pants, boots and breast bindings. Your clothes needed to be washed and stitched anyway, but you would feel more comfortable with than without them.
The doctor said something about your wound (you weren't paying much attention to him), disinfected it, which made you grunt in pain, handed you some painkillers, then started giving you stitches. You always hated it, no matter how many times you experienced that — and there were many — you couldn't get used to that. When he finished bandaging, you moved to the nearest chair and collapsed onto it, breathing heavily. You were sitting there for a while, when suddenly you felt someone lifting you bridal style. You opened your eyes and saw Ezio's concerned face above you.
“When did you get this?” he asked and you suddenly felt the urge to smack him.
“When we were providing a distraction so you could sneak into Castel Sant'Angelo” you answered, not even pretending you didn't blame him for that. Ezio didn't say anything and carried you to your room in silence. Then he placed you on the bed and undressed you to your underwear. You were so shocked that even if you tried to protest, you weren't able to. And you quickly understood he meant to make you comfortable, because as soon as he took your clothes off, he covered you with a blanket.
“You need to rest” he said and left. Thankfully the painkillers started to work, so you just fell asleep, otherwise you would just break in tears.
It took a few hours before you woke up and to your surprise, Ezio was sitting by your side, lost in his thoughts.
“What are you doing here?” you asked, making him notice you're awake. “Shouldn't you be with your woman?” you were really tempted to call her somehow else, but you didn't want to fight again.
“Caterina have left. She went back to Forlí. I really hate to say that, but you were right, (y/n). She did not do anything because of her feelings indeed” Ezio sighed and even though he has just admitted you were right, you couldn't feel satisfaction. “She never loved me, just like you said.”
“But I do.”
You couldn't believe what you just did. It was probably the worst thing to do, but you did it anyway. Your fellow Master Assassin looked at you with confusion and shock.
“You do?”
“I thought it was obvious. I was so jealous of Caterina I did not want you to help her. Which was foolish of me, I should have never let my feelings interfere in our mission. I am truly sorry” you explained with embarrassment, avoiding his gaze. “I am also sorry that I was right about her. It must have hurt when she said that.”
“It did. But I think you can cheer me up.”
“I'm busy getting well.”
“Va bene (Very well). You were jealous and you got hurt. I did not listen and I had my heart broken. Can we say we are even?”
“In a moment. Come here” you patted a spot on the bed. Ezio hesitantly moved and when he was close enough, you sat up, leaned in and kissed him hard, ignoring throbbing pain in your side. After a while you pulled back and lied down again. “Now we are even.”
“I think I am falling in love with you.”
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To do list (request edition):
Sleep with Basim and Hytham headcanons
Eivor Wolfkissed nsfw headcanons
King Aelfred x viking!reader
How Sigurd courting his crush headcanons
Eivor x annoying!reader headcanons
Basim Ibn Ishaq nsfw Headcanons
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Sigurd Styrbjornson sfw/nsfw haedcanons
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Ezio auditore x fem!reader ( Vino veritas )
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Oh, Sweet Death
Request: How would Ezio react meeting a woman who uses her looks to lure templars to kill them as it turns out she's an assassin too? She tends to flirt with men if she wants something as she doesn't have any intentions about having relationships. The woman is very innocent as she is freaked out by sex as she finds it kind of gross and is a virgin. The The woman has a french accent and her height is 4'9. The woman has an apple shaped body type and is somewhat busty. The woman is feisty as she is capable of defending herself as she has 2 knives and knows martial arts.
Fandom: Assassin’s Creed, Ezio Auditore & fem!reader
Warnings: Short, a murder, a mild sexual theme in the first sentence, blood
A/N: I was going to make this as a gif imagine but the word count narrowly exceeded 500 words + I came up with a good title so here you have a oneshot instead of a gif imagine. This request came by an IM and the requester wanted to stay as an anon. I didn’t include the body types, french accent, flirting with men to get what she wants (it’s subtly hinted though), the reader being a virgin and being freaked out by sex, having 2 knives, knowing martial arts etc, because I don’t think they’re necessary to mention in this + I hope the requester meant x reader and not x OC because I don’t write for OC’s. + I apparently have (accidentally) deleted my chat with the requester (or then Tumblr has been bitching…) and since they wanted to stay anon, I didn’t take notes about their username. So naturally, I couldn’t ask them if it’s okay. Hopefully you understand!
Word count: 517
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“Oohh you little vixen”, a templar man murmured to your ear as he lowered you down on the bed “you don’t even know the ride you’re getting tonight.”
You grinned. “Oh I’m pretty sure I do.” And with that, you rolled on top of him and stabbed the templar right into his heart. The man tried to scream, but no sound came out. He began gurgling out blood and you patted his topped shoulder, before you pulled him closer to your face. “Please, no hard feelings, I’m just doing my job here.”
After the templar had died on the bed, you folded his arms to his chest, took his templar cross and made your prayers for him. As you hurried off from the room, you were met by a fellow assassin stopping you and pulling you aside.
Ezio frowned, as he had just witnessed you killing the templar. To this moment, he had thought you were an ally to templars - a lover to them who maybe slips information to them too, and multiple other assassins thought that to be the case too. But seeing you just killing that templar made him doubt his beliefs.
“Are you one of us?” he asked, with his voice having a clear echo of disbelief.
“Well what do you think, my Mentor?” you huffed playfully. As Ezio still stared at you with disbelieving gaze, you sighed and took out your leather bag which hung on your waist. “I should have known you won’t believe me that easily. But here, take a look.”
Ezio complied, carefully taking your bag while keeping his eye on you and peeked inside. There was about a dozen of templar crosses, all from their targets which had mysteriously been killed prior a few weeks.
“Why haven’t you visited our base? I don’t recognize you.” he asked, and you shrugged.
“We hide in the shadows to serve the light. Might as well be hidden from my fellow assassins too, at least then templars won’t have a chance in recognizing me if they infiltrate your place.”
Ezio found himself to smile a bit, admiring how cleverly you had been serving the Creed, even though it wasn’t the way everyone was taught to follow.
“You may take those crosses now, I’m not doing anything with them. I have a bunch of money from those fools.” you let out a snort and Ezio nodded, stuffing the crosses to his own bag.
“I’m afraid I have to ask you to check in every week from now on. You know where our base is.” Ezio stated and you snorted, turning to leave.
“Well, I can leave the crosses there every week from now on but I won’t ever come in. If the templars suspect anything, I’m dead. They think I’m their own little play toy who spends nights with them for a bit of money.”
“So shall it be then. There’s only one thing I have to know in order of ensuring you really are one of us. What’s your name?” Ezio asked, you looked back at him and grinned.
“Y/N. Keep that in mind, old man.”
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New Dawn [oneshot]
Fandom: Assassin’s creed
Pairing: Ezio x Fem!Reader
Summary: You’re Spanish assassin, courageous and talented. Once you’re invited to Rome by what’s left of Italian Brotherhood to defeat your common enemy - Borgia. But even you, the avant-garde of assassins’ powers, have some secrets to keep.
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 1480
Warnings: none
Requested by: @ witch-of-letters
A/N: Once again thank you for your great request! I apologize for making you wait that long, but I hope it’s worth it and you will enjoy the story!~
It’s been a year. A year since you’ve arrived at Rome. A year since you’ve become one of the leaders of the rise, the new dawn of lately dying Italian Brotherhood.
A year since you’ve first met Ezio Auditore de Firenze.
...You still remember your first meeting, and it’s not that it was very pleasant. Monteriggioni was defeated, Ezio himself was defeated, and then here you are, strong and invincible, come to help - of course, deeply inside Ezio felt more vulnerable and offended by his weakness than he wanted to show, especially to a woman.
But after some time of working together, side by side, he understood that you’re not the person that could ever make him feel ashamed. As spoked, you truly were ruthless with your enemies, but you turn out to be understanding, easy-going and jovial with him. You quickly got attached to each other.
You pulled the strings of underground with him, you found new recruits for him, you helped him with Leonardo’s machines, you was with him, when Caterina, who, as he thought then, he had a thing for, left. But with every shared moment you were getting more and more clear realization that your attitude to him went too far from working relationships. Of course it was against your principles, but at some moment you realized that you have neither will nor power to fight yourself.
And he... He was just Ezio Auditore, did you have any chances? Afraid of ruining your relationships, you were completely content by just being with him, working with him, helping him.
But one day something broke. Something changed. One day he looked at you, and his look wasn’t the same as always; there wasn’t usual smile, usual warmth in his eyes anymore. His look was absolutely empty, and at this moment something crashed inside your chest.
And since that moment time began to flow more slowly than ever. It felt like if you got stuck in the middle of the still sea all alone, and you just float, and your thoughts are the only companions you have. You couldn’t get rid of them at all: what’s wrong? what did you done? why does he keep silence? After your every attempt to talk to finally find out the problem Ezio disappeared with some new excuse, and it did scare you even more.
That silence between two of you was tense, but so numb, and after all you just gave up. You had no more energy to fight, you were too devastated, so you just let things slide. It hurt. It hurt even more then if he yelled, screamed; but he kept silence, and it was the worse.
With every other day you found yourself more and more distant from people you called your family: assassins, Machiavelli, Claudia... Ezio. With every other day you felt worse; finally, you lost your sleep.
Night streets of Rome were beautiful, truly beautiful. Empty and neat, with fresh air, they were the thing that could calm and distract your mind. You travelled through the sleeping city, no matter how - on the ground or from one roof to another, and then came back to the assassins’ base shortly before morning.
Tiny fire on the end of the candle trembled, as you were looking at horizon, which already started to burn with a weak shine. Night silence covered you, letting you get deeply in your thoughts. And you’d already started to nod off when a sudden thud waked you from drowse. You flinched, and then quickly recognized the sound of the opening door. But before you could think of who could open it, the person who did in entered the living room, and in trembling light of candle you saw Ezio’s face.
As he noticed you, he stood still, not sure what to do.
“Why are you awake?” he finally asked non-emotionally, and this was the first time in a long time when he spoke to you first.
Ezio walked across the room, put off some weapon and placed it on the table.
“I could ask the same of you”.
He didn’t answer - of course he didn’t; and suddenly you felt like if something burst inside you; a mixture of resentment, anger and despair filled your chest, and inability to keep silent burned your throat.
“Ezio,’ you called and stood up, “We need to talk, don’t we?”
He sighed with some tiredness and hesitated for a few seconds more - but these seconds lasted for ages.
“Y/n Y/S/n,” he finally turned to you and looked to your eyes, as if he was trying to find the answer in your face, and you shivered, “This name you said to me when we first met. But that wasn’t true, was it?”
As you realized what he was talking about, everything fell into place.
But you almost choked on how sudden and unpleasant was his question. This topic you would like to avoid the most of all. Not because you was afraid, but because you was ashamed, and also sorry for missing any opportunity to tell him the truth by yourself. Maybe if Ezio had learnt it from you, he would have not reacted so roughly?.. Anyway, you’ll never know.
You looked at him. Ezio was still looking in your eyes, and there was no any exact expression on his face; only a ghost of disappointed sadness and pursed lips could show his emotions.
He doubted.
And you clearly understood, that it's his duty to protect the Brotherhood and eliminate any possibility of being betrayed, but... as much as you hated to admit it, the fact that he doubted about you was painful to accept.
“My mother was an assassin,” you started, sighed deeply and turned around to the window, “One of the most devoted members of the Brotherhood. Once she had a... quick romance with Rodrigo Borgia. But when she learnt who he happened to be, she left him immediately. I didn’t know my father’s name till my mother’s last day... She finally confessed me on her deathbed. I was ten.”
After a moment of silence you turned to him again, but there is no sorrow or confusion in your eyes anymore - only strength and confidence.
“And then I was raised by assassins. I realize that hiding my origin wasn't the right thing to do and I apologize for that, but Borgia’s not my family, it never was. The Brotherhood is. And I would rather die than betray it.”
Ezio turned away a bit, and after a minute of tense silence you suddenly heard a soft nervous laugh. At the sound of it you suddenly felt both relief and confusion; you just stood still, not sure how to react.
“...You find it funny?” you asked.
“No. No, of course not,” he signed deeply and tiredly, a sad smile slowly disappeared from his lips, “I don’t laugh at you. I laugh more at myself. I’m such a fool sometimes. It is me who should apologize.”
You slightly stepped closer.
“What do you mean?”
“You know... All these wars, fights, betrayals... They can make anyone paranoid. When I heard about your origin, I... I didn't know what to think, the news swept me off my feet. You just... were the only person I thought I could trust, and...”
“You can.”
“What?” he finally looked you in the eyes with some kind of surprise as if he just noticed your presence.
“You can trust me, Ezio. I swear.”
His lips suddenly pulled into a soft, gentle smile as he slightly nodded.
“I know,” he whispered, and you felt a knot of warm forming in your chest.
...You didn’t really remember when did the distance between two of you disappeared - but it did. The only thing you could notice is his eyes, deep and dark, as if they were the only object that existed in the whole world, and at this moment you suddenly understood what does the phrase “to get lost in someone’s eyes” means.
“Ezio... Auditore de Firenze,” you whispered as your gaze travelled down to his scarred, but so pretty and kissable - this word came to your mind for the first time in your entire life - lips.
“Yes?” he answered in the same murmur, still smiling, and you felt his hands slipping up your back.
Some needed words formed on your tongue and slipped out quicker than you could weigh the pros and cons:
“Just... kiss me already.”
And he did nothing but obeyed.
...Warm morning took over Rome, slightly dispelling the darkness of the night and spreading through the narrow streets, but still harbouring the ones who wanted to be harboured, and hiding their gentle whisper in soft gust of wind.
“Never leave my side. Please.”
“I promise.”
And above the horizon the new dawn revealed its shine to the sleepy city.
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MASTERLIST
Everything with *** is NSFW, the rest is SFW!
VIDEO GAMES
GENSHIN IMPACT
Imagines
Honey, I’m Home! ~ Alhaitham x Liyue!Reader
My Glaze Lily ~ Baizhu x Reader
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ASSASSINS CREED
Preferences/HCs
How you first meet
Pocky Game
Babysitting
Fallen Angel!Au
OCs-First Kiss (Altair,Connor,Jacob)
Bellydancing( +OCs+Yusuf)
CHRISTMAS SPECIAL (+OCs)
Cooking with the assassins
When you get injured
Artist!Fem!S/O - Ezio Auditore
One Shots
Altair
Malik
Ezio(songfic)
Haytham
Ezio
Kadar
Petruccio
Jacob Frye (songfic)
Connor Kenway x Angel!Reader
Leonardo da Vinci
Pranks! ~ various assassins
Caress My Soul ~ Malik Al’Sayf x Katrina
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LEAGUE OF LEGENDS
Preferences
How you meet-Boys
How you meet-Girls
Waking up to their fem!S/O for the first time - Yasuo, Kayn, Jinx, Sona
First Date - Kayn, Yasuo, Varus, Vladimir, Nami
HCs
Relationship HCs - Twisted Fate, Garen
Relationship HCs - Irelia
Relationship HCs - Rakan, Vladimir
Relationship HCs - Ezreal, Ekko
Relationship HCs - Varus, Talon
Relationship HCs - Jhin, Zed, Shen
Relationship HCs - Draven
Relationship HCs - Aatrox
Relationship HCs - Azir
Relationship HCs - Galio
Relationship HCs - Yasuo, Darius
Relationship HCs - Talon
Relationship HCs - Taric
Relationship HCs - Miss Fortune
Relationship HCs - Neeko
Shy!Reader First Kiss - Talon
Romantic/Fluff - Shen
What kind of S/O they’re looking for - Twisted Fate, Garen
Short!Energetic!S/O - Kayn
How he behaves in public with S/O - Kayn
Fluff Alphabet ( J, K, L, N ) - Lee Sin, Jhin
Fluff Alphabet ( B, D, I, J ) - Aatrox, Rhaast
Fluff Alphabet ( D, R, A, V, E, N ) - Draven
S/O with abuse scars - Draven
General S/O HCs - Lucian
Crush HCs - Academy Ekko, Academy Vladimir
Platonic HCs - Maokai, Malphite
Cuddling - Taliyah, Neeko
Relationship HCs with a Rapunzel!S/O - Yasuo, Twisted Fate, Talon
Yasuo confessing his love to S/O
Ahri with an Asexual S/O
Comfort HCs - Yasuo
One Shots
Kayn’s Fem!S/O trying to befriend Rhaast
“Let’s push all of these stuff away. I wanna dance here right now with you” - Rakan
“It’s weird. I never thought I could feel like this, but you showed up. Now, it’s like I don’t wanna go on knowing I might lose the feeling.” - Twisted Fate
“It’s getting crowded. Here, hold my hand” - Kayn
First encounter - Aatrox
“Did you seriously injure yourself carving a pumpkin?” - Twisted Fate
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OVERWATCH
One Shots
Hanzo Shimada
Hanzo Shimada
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TEKKEN
Scenarios
When They Save You - Sergei, Kazuya, Kunimitsu, Xiaoyu
Imagines
Zayka Moya ~ Sergei Dragunov x Reader
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SALLY FACE
Headcanons
Sal with a clueless crush
Larry as a husband and father
Sal as a husband and a father
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ANGELS OF DEATH/SATSURIKU NO TENSHI
Headcanons
N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( K ) - Cathy Ward ***
Mommy/Little Girl HCs - Cathy Ward ***
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DEATH MARK/SPIRIT HUNTER: NG
Headcanons
When You Get Hurt - Seiji, Akira, Ban
When You Get The Death Mark - Yashiki, Mashita, Daimon, Shou
S/O is snarky and sarcastic - Seiji, Akira, Ban
Surprising them with breakfast in bed - Mashita, Yashiki
How you start dating - Mashita Satoru
When You Get Hurt - Mashita, Daimon, Yashiki
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DANGANRONPA
One shots
Kazuichi Souda x feminine!male!reader
HCs
Shy S/O who gives them a flower - Nagito, Chiaki, Korekiyo, Kokichi
SFW/NSFW Non-Despair AU!Mondo x Fem! Reader ***
SFW/NSFW Alphabet - Owada Mondo - C, O, W / E, H, K, O, R ***
SFW Alphabet ( C, N ) - Shuichi Saihara
SFW/NSFW HCs - Kazuichi Souda ***
General dating HCs - Hajime Hinata
Danganronpa 1 cast as Ice Cream flavours
Danganronpa 1 cast as Disney songs
Aesthetics
Celestia Ludenberg Vampire
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DEAD BY DAYLIGHT/SLASHERS
Imagine
My Beloved Cherry Blossom ~ Yamaoka Kazan/The Oni x Fem!Reader
Smile For Me, Sweetcheeks ~ Ghostface x Fem!Reader
Brahms's Lullaby ~ Brahms Heelshire x Reader
Can You Get Enough Of Me? - Michael Myers x Reader
An Angel and A Demon ~ Pyramid Head x Reader
Headcanons
Killers reacting to their S/O getting used as a shield against his attacks ( part 1 - The Trapper, The Oni, The Spirit, The Executioner )
Killers reacting to their S/O getting used as a shield against his attacks ( part 2 - The Shape, Ghostface, The Trickster, The Legion - Susie )
Killers Reaction to a Survivor making their way to their camp
Pyramid Head showing his affection for a survivor S/O
The Trickster taking a liking to a survivor S/O
The Artist with a survivor S/O that helps repair her nest
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ACE ATTORNEY
Imagines
My Green Signal Samurai Girlfriend ~ Miles Edgeworth/Mitsurugi Reiji
Headcanons
Domestic HCs - Miles Edgeworth/Mitsurugi Reiji
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CORPSE PARTY
Headcanons
Morishige x S/O who protects him
General N.S.F.W. Hcs - Seiko ***
Comforting each other during Heavenly Host - Shinohara Seiko
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IB
Headcanons
General N.S.F.W. HCs - Garry ***
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YOUR TURN TO DIE/KIMI GA SHINE
One shots
“You don’t have to tell me anything” - Kai Satou
“Can I kiss you” - Keiji Shinogi
“You’re warm” - Keiji Shinogi
“Take a deep breath” - Sou Hiyori
“Cross my heart and hope to die” - Sou Hiyori
“Take my jacket. It’s cold outside” - Sou Hiyori
“Don’t cry” + “Go back to sleep” + “Sweet dreams” - Sou Hiyori
“Can I kiss you?” - Alice Yabusame
Headcanons
Relationship HCs - Keiji Shinogi
Relationship HCs - Alice Yabusame
Relationship HCs - Sou Hiyori
Fluff Alphabet ( T, V, R, P, K ) - Alice Yabusame, Keiji Shinogi
Fluff Alphabet ( P, K, J, Y ) - Rio Ranger
Fluff Alphabet ( C, J, P ) - Joe Tazuna
Artist!S/O - Kai Satou, Sou Hiyori
Fluff Alphabet ( J ) + N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( I, P, R, Y ) - Sou Hiyori ***
Fluff Alphabet ( C ) - Sou Hiyori
N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( K, O ) - Sou Hiyori ***
Kissing HCs with a Shy S/O - Alice Yabusame
Flirting HCs - Alice Yabusame, Kai Satou
N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( K ) - Sue Miley ***
Relationship HCs - Rio Ranger
Mommy/Little Girl HCs - Sue Miley ***
Male! S/O is nervous about exams - Sou Hiyori, Kai Satou
Best friends to lovers - Sou Hiyori
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AGE OF MYTHOLOGY
Imagines
Beauty and the Beast ~ Ajax x Reader
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GOD OF WAR
Imagines
Please, Come Back... (Self indulgent fic where I write my grief away)
Change Of Heart ~ Heimdall x Reader
Headcanons
Heimdall finding his soulmate
Relationship HCs - Kratos
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FEAR AND HUNGER ( + TERMINA )
Headcanons
Being in a relationship with Enki Ankarian...
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MOVIES / TV SERIES
Game Of Thrones/House Of The Dragon
One Shots
Ramsay Bolton
Ramsay Bolton x Fem!Stark Reader
Ramsay Bolton x Fem!Lannister Reader
Robb Stark x Fem!Lannister Reader
Ramsay Bolton x Fem!Targaryen!Reader
She Hates Yellow ~ Sandor Clegane x Stark!Reader
My Innocent Snowdrop ~ Oberyn Martell x Stark!Reader
Moon’s Queen ~ Ramsay Bolton x Tyrell!Reader ***
Scenarios
Imagine Aemond... (Aemond is afraid My Lady will find him ugly)
Imagine Aemond... (Aemond is frustrated with the court and My Lady spoils him)
Imagine Aemond... (Aemond discovers you pampering Vhagar, the Matchmaker)
Imagine Aemond... (My Lady is afraid of the concept of childbirth and pregnancy)
Imagine Aemond... (Engaging in a romantic, literal Dance of Dragons in the air )
Imagine Daemon... (Being smitten over an adventurous Lady who flies Balerion)
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AMERICAN HORROR STORY
One Shots
James Patrick March motivating his S/O to study
James Patrick March with an S/O who’s afraid of the dark
Michael Langdon with an S/O who can’t fall asleep
Headcanons
Fluff Alphabet ( J, K, O, U ) - James Patrick March
Fluff Alphabet ( B, C, G, I, J, K, O, P, Y ) - Jimmy Darling
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HARRY POTTER/ HOGWARTS MYSTERY/HOGWARTS LEGACY
One Shots
Draco with an S/O who loves hugs and affection
Slytherin!Orion Amari (Hogwarts Mystery) x Slytherin!S/O
Troublemakers ~ Aesop Sharp x Gaunt!Reader
My Little Twinkling Star ~ Ominis Gaunt x Slytherin!Reader
Headcanons
Draco as a boyfriend
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ICHI THE KILLER
Imagine
Kitsune-hime ~ Kakihara Masao x Reader
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JUSTICE LEAGUE / DC UNIVERSE
Imagines
It Has Always Been You ~ Batman x Healing Powers!Reader
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CRIMINAL MINDS
Imagines
Sugar Plum Fairy - Spencer Reid x Reader
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HOUSE M.D.
Imagines
Primum Non Nocere ~ Gregory House x Katrina Black
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PEAKY BLINDERS
Imagine
The Chess Game ~ Tommy Shelby
Sibling Protection Squad ~ Arthur Shelby
Don’t Let Go ~ Alfie Solomons
Queen of Masks ~ Alfie Solomons
Angel of Birmingham ~ Alfie Solomons x Reader
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THE WALKING DEAD
Imagine
When the Wild Wind Blows ~ Negan Smith x Reader
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BBC SHERLOCK
Preferences
When it’s your birthday - Sherlock, John, Greg
When you get kidnapped - Sherlock, Moriarty, Mycroft
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KINGDOM OF HEAVEN
Imagine
The White Rose of Jerusalem ~ King Baldwin IV x Reader
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LA CASA DE PAPEL
Headcanons
El Profesor cuddling his S/O
Berlin with a petite!S/O
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LORD OF THE RINGS / THE HOBBIT
Headcanons
Thranduil with a short S/O
Relationship HCs - Thranduil
Relationship HCs - Thorin
Relationship HCs - Aragorn
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STRANGER THINGS
One shots
Henderson!Reader x Robin
Reader x Billy - Fluff
"You look at me like I was the best thing of the world. I never felt so loved" - Billy Hargrove
“I’m so in love with you...And I can't stand the thought of losing you” - Billy Hargrove
Just A Smile ~ Billy Hargrove x Reader
Headcanons
Fluff Alphabet ( J, K, X ) - Billy Hargrove
Fluff Alphabet ( B, G, L, N, O ) - Billy Hargrove
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ANIME / MANGA / MANHWA
BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA
HCs
Shy and sweet S/O who loves hugs and flowers - Aizawa, Toshinori, Todoroki
Fem!S/O helps Tokoyami relax after a rough time
They meet Fem!S/O’s ex-boyfriend - Dabi, Tamaki, Chisaki, Tomura
They meet Fem!S/O’s ex-boyfriend - Bakugou, Todoroki, Shinsou
S/O dies in their arms - Dabi, Chisaki
Fem!S/O with self-image issues - Aizawa, Todoroki, Kaminari
Kissing/Affection - Iida
Rising Hero!Kaminari’s sister!Fem!S/O - Aizawa
General Course!S/O trains to go to Hero Course - Tokoyami
Abuse scars!Insecure!S/O - Toshinori
Abuse scars!Insecure!S/O - Aizawa
Anxious!Trans!S/O - Bakugou
Courting his S/O - Dabi
Finding out he has a fanclub - Dabi
Romantic HCs - Aizawa
N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( F, H, I, J, K ) - Kaminari, Midoriya ***
SFW + N.S.F.W HCs - Midnight ***
N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( B, C ) - Tamaki, Kirishima ***
Sero Petting A Cat He Didn’t Want At First
BakuSquad In Jail ( crack )
N.S.F.W. general HCs - Sero Hanta (mostly soft) ***
Sero trying to court a civilian S/O who is oblivious and clueless
Wolf!S/O Quirk - Yaoyorozu Momo
Preferences
Pocky game - Aizawa, Hizashi
Being saved by their S/O - Dabi, Kirishima, Tsuyu, Chisaki
Saving their S/O - Chisaki, Dabi, Tomura
Healer!Fem!S/O is wronged - Chisaki, Aizawa, Shinsou
Fem!S/O with Anxiety - Chrono, Dabi, Bakugou
One Shots
Kirishima having a crush on a girl with an Empath Quirk
Chisaki’s Fem!S/O gets kidnapped
Tamaki’s Fem!S/O falling asleep on him
Toshinori’s S/O being being motherly to Izuku
Dabi x Insecure!Fem!S/O
Chisaki x Hacker!Fem!S/O
Chisaki x Fem!S/O who needs comfort
Shinsou x Fem!Reader whose bff is Bakugou
Sleeping in the same bed for the first time - Kirishima
I’m Weak Too... ~ Bakugou x Reader
Traditionally, I Love You ~ Bakugou Katsuki x Reader ***
Aesthetics
Yakuza Chisaki
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KUROSHITSUJI/BLACK BUTLER
One shots
Undertaker
Pink Lotus Princess - Lau
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NARUTO
My OC - Kitsune Kasai
Kitsune as a Genin
Kitsune Kasai OC template
One shots
Kakuzu
Kisame
Itachi
Kankuro
My Clarity ~ Shikamaru x Kitsune
Peace of Mind ~ Hatake Kakashi
The Flower Princess ~ Kakuzu x Reader
Preferences
How You Met - Akatsuki
How You Met - Ninjas
You Become Friends - Akatsuki
You Become Friends - Ninjas
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HETALIA
One shots
Germany
2P!Japan
France/2P!France ( Different endings )
Headcanons
Cute jealousy ( not toxic!! ) HCs - America
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NOBLESSE
One shots
Karius/Karias Blerster
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DEATH NOTE
One Shots
Matt Jeevas
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BUNGOU STRAY DOGS
Imagines
The Idiot ~ Fyodor Dostoevsky
---
JUJUTSU KAISEN
Imagines
A Thousand Year Love ~ Ryomen Sukuna x Kitsune!Reader
Curse-Breaker ~ Ryomen Sukuna x Fem! Reader ***
Headcanons
Fluffy Domestic Relationship HCs ~ Nanami Kento
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GANGSTA
Imagines
Flowers - Nicolas Brown x Reader
Soft Tunes, Warm Hugs - Worick Arcangelo x Reader
Remember Me ~ Worick Arcangelo x Reader
Headcanons
Fluffy, slightly NSFW-ish HCs - Nicolas Brown ***
Nicolas Brown reunited with childhood sweetheart S/O
Nicolas Brown with a hard of hearing S/O
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INUYASHA
Imagines
Smoke and Mirrors ~ Sesshomaru x Reader
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HELLSING
Headcanons
Andersen realises he is in love
Alucard realises he is in love
N.S.F.W. HCs - Alucard ***
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NANATSU NO TAIZAI/SEVEN DEADLY SINS
Imagines
Your Protector ~ Gloxinia x Reader
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BAKI THE GRAPPLER / BAKI
Imagines
I’m Your Little Butterfly ~ Hanayama Kaoru x Reader
Always By Your Side ~ Jack Hanma x Reader
Headcanons
Being in a relationship with Yujiro Hanma
N.S.F.W. HCs - Yujiro Hanma ***
S.F.W & N.S.F.W. HCs - Baki Hanma ***
S.F.W. & N.S.F.W. HCs - Hanayama Kaoru ***
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KENGAN ASHURA / OMEGA
Headcanons
N.S.F.W. Alphabet - Okubo Naoya ***
Raian instantly falls in love with a girl at the tournament
Being in a relationship with Kure Raian...
Being in a relationship with Gaolang Wongsawat...
Being in a relationship with Kano Agito...
Being in a relationship with Tokuno’o Tokumichi...
Being in a relationship with Yoroizuka Saw Paing...
Being in a relationship with Wakatsuki Takeshi...
Being in a relationship with Gaoh Ryuki...
Being in a relationship with Narushima Koga...
Being in a relationship with Shen Wulong...
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RECORD OF RAGNAROK / SHUUMATSU NO VALKYRIE
Imagines
Heart Sutra ~ Buddha x Goddess! Reader
My Most Cherished Friend - Lu Bu Fengxian x Reader
My Reason For Smiling ~ Sasaki Kojiro x Reader
You Are My Sunshine - Jack the Ripper/Jack Smith x Reader
Goddess of the Luo River ~ Qin Shi Huang x Reader
Headcanons
Relationship Headcanons - Thor
YU-GI-OH
One Shots
Ryou Bakura/Akefia x Reader/Ancestor
Preferences
How you met - Atem, Seto, Ryou/Yami Bakura, Akefia
S/O warming up their hands in winter - Seto, Yugi, Jounouchi
Headcanons
Halloween - Ryou Bakura
Relationship HCs - Pharaoh Atem
Courting HCs - Seto
Courting HCs - Ryou
Cute date - Yugi
N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( A, F, J, K ) - Atem, Yugi ***
You save them with CPR - Priest Seto, Pharaoh Atem, Priestess Isis
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JOJO’S BIZARRE ADVENTURE
My JoJo Stand - Lilium
Imagines
New Kids - Kakyoin Noriaki x Fem!Reader
Heal Me - Kujo Jotaro x Fem!Reader
Memories - Bruno Buccellati x Fem!Reader
Reader is de-aged by Alessi - Kakyoin Noriaki
Save Me From Myself - Leone Abbacchio
Milkshake - Ghiaccio
Kiss on the forehead + Milkshake + Pull to the chest - Giorno Giovanna
My Strength - Risotto Nero
God’s Snowdrop - Dio Brando (Non Vampire AU)
Rose Pink - Giorno Giovanna ( Snow White x Vento Aureo crossover )
Platinum Cherry Blossom - Kujo Jotaro ( Mulan x SDC + Vento Aureo ) - Part 1
Platinum Cherry Blossom - Kujo Jotaro ( Mulan x SDC + Ventro Aureo ) - Part 2
Kiss It Better - Gyro Zeppeli x Reader
Heartbreak, Jailbreak - Narciso Anasui ( Non-Pucci AU )
Beauty and The Brando - Dio Brando (1/2)
Beauty and The Brando - Dio Brando (2/2)
Preferences
When They Realise They Love You - Risotto, Bruno, Giorno, Abbacchio, Rohan, Kakyoin
When They Meet Your Ex - Risotto, Bruno, Abbacchio, Jotaro
When You Save Them - Risotto, Caesar, Abbacchio, Rohan
Headcanons
NSFW Alphabet - Joseph Joestar part 3 - S, T, A, R, K, O, M, V, Y ***
Fem!Black!Punk!S/O x Leone Abbacchio
New Hairstyle - Fem!Black!Punk!S/O x Leone Abbacchio
Bucci Gang with a Sweet, Affectionate S/O
Josuke, Jotaro, Vampire!Dio with a Sweet, Affectionate S/O
S/O starts to share similar habits - Kujo Jotaro, Dio Brando
(Slight NSFW-ish) Dio standing up to his innocent S/O that gets taken advantage of ***
Idol!S/O who gets their privacy invaded by a creep ~ Jotaro, Rohan, Narancia
Gyro comforting a sad S/O
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DATING SIMS / PHONE GAMES
OBEY ME!
Headcanons
Mammon unrequited love (fluffy ending)
Beelzebub x Reader who loves to cook
Lucifer learning to play a game MC plays with Leviathan
Where they take you on vacation - 7 Brothers + Diavolo
FemDom reader - Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo ***
FemDom reader - Beelzebub ***
FemSub reader - Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beelzebub ***
N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( A, H, I, M ) - Lucifer ***
FemSub reader - Belphie ***
Relationship HCs - Asmo, Lucifer
N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( B, O, Y ) - Lucifer, Satan ***
7 Brothers reaction seeing Fairy!S/O ‘s scars from getting their wings ripped.
Seeing Fairy!S/O’s scars from getting their wings ripped - Diavolo, Simeon, Barbatos
Comfort HCs - Asmodeus
SFW & N.S.F.W. HCs Shy!S/O - Lucifer, Satan ***
Going clothes-shopping with S/O - Lucifer, Mammon
N.S.F.W. Beel with a Male!S/O who begs, whimpers and dirty talks a lot ***
S/O blowing Levi while he’s playing video games ***
Reassurance HCs for a chubby, insecure S/O - Asmodeus, Leviathan
When You Become A Fallen - 7 Brothers x Fallen!Seraph!Reader
When You Become A Fallen - Diavolo x Fallen!Seraph!Reader
Demon Brothers + Diavolo Doing Dance Workouts With S/O
Favourite Pizza Toppings - 7 Brothers
Alternate Zodiac Signs - 7 Brothers
Calm and collected S/O slaps a demon & defends Mammon - Lucifer
They find out you were abused - Lucifer, Mammon, Satan
They take you to the beach when you’re sad - Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, Asmo
God allows Seraphim!Reader to date a demon - Satan
S/O is emotionally exhausted - Diavolo, Beelzebub, Belphegor
N.S.F.W. hcs with a shy, submissive fem!S/O - Diavolo, Solomon ***
SFW Alphabet ( F, H, J ) - Leviathan
N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( F, H, J ) - Leviathan ***
Getting Comforted about your poor sibling relationship - Mammon
How they react when S/O gets talked over and ignored by their friends - Mammon, Satan, Barbatos, Solomon
Imagines
Satan cuddling cats x Reader
Heaven’s Jewel - Diavolo x Seraph!Reader (Seraphine)
Happy Birthday, Lucifer~!
Eternal Love ~ Diavolo x Reader
Spark, Ignite, Detonate, Explode ~ Mammon x Reader
Guardian Angel ~ Lucifer x Reader
Hold Me, I’m Soft ~ Mammon x Reader
Take My Hand ~ Lucifer x Reader
SPECIAL!
Obey Me! Birthday Event!
Obey Me! OC - Katrina Black
Barbie/Disney Movies - Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, Beel (cursed post)
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MYSTIC MESSENGER
Imagines
The CEO’s Little Kitten ~ Jumin Han x Reader
Fluffy Kittens ~ Jumin Han x Katrina, Delilah <3 Elizabeth the 3rd
Fluffy Days ~ Jumin Han x Reader ( Ultra Fluff )
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Headcanons
General N.S.F.W. HCs - Seven ***
LEGEND OF THE PHOENIX
Imagines
Sheepless Sheep Girl ~ Yin Zhi x Reader
Little Tinkerbell ~ Yin Zhi x Reader
Your Saviour ~ Yin Zhen x Reader
A Zhang Of Redness ~ Yin Zhen x Reader
Hunting Trip ~ Fu Heng x Reader
The Tigress of Wrath and the Golden Dragon ~ Yin Zhen x Reader
My Little Physician Empress ~ Yin Zhen x Reader
Headcanons
They find out you want revenge on the Crown Prince - Fu Heng, Pan An, Yin Zhen
General relationship HCs - Pan An
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Shall We Date? Otome games
NINJA ASSASSIN
Imagines
My Neo Geisha ~ Kinshiro Toyama
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IKEMEN SENGOKU
Imagines
Fawn Princess ~ Tokugawa Ieyasu x Reader
Headcanons
S/O Overworks Herself ~ Mitsuhide, Nobunaga, Masamune
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OTHERS
Pinky Promise - Cho Sangwoo Love Story ( Squid Game )
Chapter 1 - Lost It All
Chapter 2 - Opportunities
Chapter 3 - Honey, Honey
Chapter 4 - Let's Start A Riot
Chapter 5 - Legacy
Chapter 6 - Trust
Chapter 7 - 281 + 139 = 45.6 Billion Won
FoxFire - Sabaku no Gaara Love Story ( Naruto )
Chapter 1 - A Little Fox
The Blood Moon - Billy Hargrove Love Story ( Stranger Things )
Chapter 1 - The Fox and The Lion
Chapter 2 - The Rogue and The Bard
Chapter 3 - The Nerd and The Playboy
Chapter 4 - The Tiefling and The Dragonborn
Chapter 5 - Fear and Loathing in Hawkins
Chapter 6 - Summertime Sadness
Chapter 7 - I’m Loving You
Chapter 8 - Happily Ever After
Your Guardian Angel - Tokita Ohma Love Story ( Kengan Ashura )
Chapter 1 - The Healing Angel
Chapter 2 - Debt
Chapter 3 - Promise Of Reunion
Chapter 4 - The Ashura and The Kitsune
Chapter 5 - The Forbidden Technique
Chapter 6 - Replacement
Chapter 7 - I WANT TO HAVE YOUR BABIES!
Chapter 8 - The Betrayal
Chapter 9 - Let The Show Begin!
Chapter 10 - Strengthening Friendship Bonds
Chapter 11 - Am I Wrong?
Chapter 12 - Foxes Have Fangs And Rabies
Chapter 13 - New Rules, New Moves
Chapter 14 - Battle Of The Psychos
Chapter 15 - Distress
Chapter 16 - Unlikely Best Friend
Chapter 17 - The Kitsune
Chapter 18 - Le Petit Empereur
Chapter 19 - The Return Of The Queen
Chapter 20 - Ken Doll and Barbie the CEO
Chapter 21 - 👑Kengan de Huángdi👑
Chapter 22 - Crimson Spider Lily
Chapter 23 - The Connector
Chapter 24 - Wǒ Qīn'ài de Húxiān Huánghòu
Deicide - Kratos Love Story ( God of War )
Chapter 1 - The Marked Warrior
Chapter 2 - Call Out My Name
Chapter 3 - The Final Task
Chapter 4 - Kinslayer
Chapter 5 - The Truth Revealed
Chapter 6 - Death To All Who Oppose Us
Chapter 7 - Patricide
Chapter 8 - Frozen Heart
Chapter 9 - Witch's House
Social Medias
Fake Instagrams - Hunger Games (Effie, Haymitch, Seneca, Foxface, Annie, Finnick)
Fake Instagrams - BBC Sherlock (Sherlock, Moriarty, Irene, Molly, John)
Whatsapp conversation - Bucky & S/O
Fake Instagram post - Tony Stark & S/O
Fake Snapchats - Charles Xavier & S/O
In Character Asks & Letters
Mail Jeevas ( Death Note )
Draco Malfoy ( Harry Potter )
Asmodeus ( Obey Me! )
John Watson ( BBC Sherlock )
FLUFFY SELF-CEMBER
Day 1 : Hand Holding - Uchiha Itachi
Day 2 : Hugs - 2P!America/Allen Jones
Day 3 : Kiss - Ezio Auditore
Day 4 : Cuddles - Undertaker
Day 5 : Caress - Malik Al’Sayf
Day 6 : Comfort - 2P!Canada/James Williams
Day 7 : Playing With Hair - Billy Hargrove
Day 8 : Carrying/Holding - Kakuzu
Day 9 : Flowers - Komaeda Nagito
Day 10 : Date - Chisaki Kai
Day 11 : I Love You - Dabi
Day 12 : Fantasy/Video Game - Larry Johnson
Day 13 : Pining - Sal Fisher
Day 14 : Shy - Snake
Day 15 : Passion - Jhin
Day 16 : Wings - Hawks
Day 17 : Fireworks - Gambit
Day 18 : Whisper - Sherlock Holmes
Day 19 : Jealous - Draco Malfoy
Day 20 : Fingertips - Isaac ‘Zack’ Foster
Day 21 : Dance - Kizami Yuuya
Day 22 : Nicknames - Mitsuhide Akechi
Day 23 : Confession - Satan
Day 24 : Christmas Eve - Kaiba Seto
Day 25 : Family - Aizawa Shouta
Day 26 : Lap - Shigaraki Tomura
Day 27 : Heartbeat - Shinogi Keiji
Day 28 : Crush - Shinsou Hitoshi
Day 29 : Gift - Tanaka Gundham
Day 30 : Horse Riding - Philippe Duc d’Orléans
Day 31 : Not Lonely Anymore - Obey Me! Brothers
Me being an idiot and doing troll things
Obey Me (Un)periodically QuaranTEAne cursed post spill. - Barbies
I look like Kakyoin Noriaki, but I can’t do the RERO no matter how much I try
I killed Jotaro...Not really, but now...KONO DIO DA!
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Old Love Doesn’t Rust
Fandom: Assassin’s Creed
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Ezio Auditore x fem!reader
Word count: 2611
Genre: smut and fluff
Inspired by this. @marshmallow--3 here, as I promised
A/N: Sooo... Well, first of all I have parents who are his age, so it was weird, but I’ve done worse things, so no stress, I’m fine. Second of all, I’m not a fan of age differences, so I made the reader as old as Ezio, I don’t think I’ve ever read anything like that, so it’s a unique and interesting experience. Am I screaming now and am I going to scream for a few days and every time this post will get a note? You can guess.
Also the title is a literal translation of Polish idiom, which I decided suits better than the actual translation, or the actual meaning of this expression.
Constantinople was a beautiful city. Not as much as Florence, but still pretty. Unfortunately, you didn't arrive there for a sightseeing tour, you had to find your husband and help him before that moron would get himself killed. Even as an old man he was still reckless and sometimes straight up stupid. That was why you decided to leave your children with your sister-in-law and sail to Istanbul. You traveled in a simple dress, not your assassin's robes, for safety. Assassins were in trouble way more often than older women, so you decided to stick with your disguise. If you could avoid fighting, you were doing everything to do so.
La Volpe did an amazing job and gave you the exact address of the Turkish Brotherhood headquarters. It allowed you to go there unnoticed, all guards were oblivious to the fact that another Italian master assassin was among them. You were casually walking through the city, pretending you were just a visitor, not bothered by anyone. All that was left was to sneak in to the headquarters, but that never was a problem to you. Once you were inside, all you had to do was to find your man's quarters and wait there.
Unfortunately, not everything went as smoothly as you would like it to. You were noticed by a young assassin novice and vanishing was not an option. Then you had to try to reason her, which you knew could be difficult.
“Who are you? And how did you get here?!” the girl barked. She tried to press her hidden blade to your throat, but you were far more skilled than her and you disarmed her quickly.
“Merhaba (Hello). I am looking for Ezio Auditore” you said in Turkish with a polite smile, returning the weapon. “I do not intend to hurt anyone, I just wish to speak with him.”
“He is in his quarters. He clearly demanded to be interrupted only in emergency” the young assassin explained, taking her weapon with a visible embarrassment. She reminded you a lot of your apprentices in Rome. You missed them sometimes.
“Do not worry. He will understand. Show me the way, please, it will save me a lot of time” you were calm and convincing, many apprentices were telling you that you remined them of their mothers. That was sort of true, since you had given birth to your first child, you've changed. You had became more gentle and careful, but also more ruthless, especially towards the enemies. You would kill every single templar in the whole world, if they ever tried to hurt your children.
The novice was reluctant, but she finally showed you the way. When you opened the door, you saw the love of your life sleeping peacefully. His bare chest was moving in a steady rhythm and you could notice new wounds and bruises marking his skin. You saw the girl biting her lip as she watched the famous Il Mentore. He was old, but still attractive, many times you had heard girls giggling and whispering about him, usually when they thought you were not around. But you were cool with that, sometimes you would even join them for fun. After all, he was a snack.
“Teşekkürler (Thank you). I can do the rest myself” you dismissed the young assassin and closed the door behind you. All that was left was to strip of that dress and sneak into the bed. Luckily, months of having babies helped you two to learn how to move around each other without waking the other one. Soon you were in the bed with your husband and you almost started to cry. You missed him so much it hurt, and though you knew his mission was important, it wasn't helping at all, you just had to see him. Your hand found its way to his body, you just couldn't resist. Ezio stirred, feeling your touch.
“(Your/name)?” he whispered still half asleep.
“Si, amore mio (Yes, my love)?” you purred and kissed him. You were so close you couldn't resist. He kissed you back, but then he realized what was going on, apparently waking up properly. He pulled away, breaking the kiss and sat up.
“(Y/n)! What happened, is something wrong?” the man looked at you, demanding explanation.
“Nothing is wrong, mio caro (my dear). I just had to make sure you are not wrong” you answered, sitting up. The covers slid down, exposing your body for him to watch. “I missed you so bad and I knew you can not be left alone for a long time” you touched one of his almost healed wounds. “So I left our children with Claudia and came here. To help you. I did not say anything, because I knew you would try to stop me. And I am not going to. We will finish this mission together.”
“You should not have come. I left you on purpose, we can not risk our children losing both of us” he said, visibly struggling with thinking of the best solution.
“That is why I am here, love. To make sure they will not lose any of us. We are in this together” you touched his cheek and caressed it lovingly. You could see worry in Ezio's amber eyes and you knew he just wanted you to be safe. But you were not a little child, you were able to take care of yourself. He sighed deeply, not really sure what to do, but finally leaned in and kissed you.
“I missed you a lot” you heard him whisper and you knew he had lost this battle. You smirked and kissed him again, this time deeper and more hungrily. You didn't have to wait for his response.
Ezio tackled you to the bed, ending up on top of you. He let his burning desire show up, letting you know how much he wanted you, even though it was pretty obvious, you could feel he was hard and ready. His rough hands roamed your body, still fit and strong, despite your age and pregnancies. Assassins had to stay shaped to be able to fight. You were also blessed with something you used to consider a curse in your early years: you had always looked younger than you really were; when you were in your twenties, you looked like a teenager, but in your early fifties, you looked incredible. No one would tell you were the same age as your husband. Who currently was worshipping that body of yours with the same passion and love he did for the first time many years ago, when both of you were young and never thought that you would end up together forever. You loved that in him, that despite being intimate with so many women in his life, he loved you and treated like you were the only woman in the entire world.
You moaned quietly, when his fingers slid inside you to do some preparation. It was always amazing how he could turn you into hot, panting and squirming mess just with his skilled hands. You couldn't compete with him, however it was fair, because you were better with your mouth. The mighty Il Mentore was completely at your mercy whenever you decided to get down on him. But right at this moment you were at his mercy and while you didn't mind, you were supposed to regret it soon.
Because suddenly the door burst open and you saw a man storming in. He was definitely Turkish and very handsome with his black hair and blue eyes. Your cheeks turned into a bright, lovely shade of pink. Though you were covered by your husband's body and bedsheets, it didn't change the fact that you were lying completely naked in a presence of a stranger. A very attractive stranger.
“The assassins told me someone is here, we-” he stopped, when he realized what he was seeing. His expression went smug in a moment. “I've heard you were a ladies' man, but I never thought you still have it in you” he laughed, looking at the two of you.
“Molto divertente (Very funny). But it is not what you think. This is my wife, (y/n) Auditore” Ezio introduced you proudly. “(Y/n), meet Yusuf Tazim.”
“Nice to meet you” you said, barely keeping a straight face, when your husband's thumb brushed your clit the exact moment you spoke. He was clearly having too much fun and too little shame, fingering you in front of his new friend. “We are busy here, so would you mind...?” you didn't manage to keep your voice steady. Ezio's hands felt just too good, he was teasing you exactly the way he knew you loved it. Perks of being in a long-term relationship, he knew you a bit too well. You shot him a warning glare, he was fifty-three years old and he behaved like a seventeen-year-old.
“Alright, looks like there is no emergency. Have fun” Yusuf laughed again and left, closing the door. You groaned, embarrassed.
“I do not want to see this man anymore” you stated, knowing fully well you won't be able to look him in the eye soon.
“It is him who did not knock, so he should be ashamed” said your lover, kissing your breast. His beard tickled your sensitive skin. “We are married, we can do whatever we want.”
“Fine” you suddenly rolled you two over to be on top of him. “I can do whatever I want, you said it yourself” you smiled smugly at his surprised expression. Ezio chuckled, watching your actions with a burning desire. He closed his eyes feeling your hand touching him just the way he needed it.
“It has been a long time since we were making love” he purred, bucking his hips into your hand.
“We have some free time now, we can make it up” you said and leaned down to kiss the tip of his member. Your husband gasped sharply and leaned into your touches and kisses. He remained silent though, because he knew so well what would happen if he was quiet for long enough. And you did exactly what he needed you to do, soon he was moaning and writhing under you with his member in your mouth. You teased him mercilessly for a while as a payback for the earlier, licking slowly and sucking gently, when you clearly knew he wanted more. But soon your own arousal became unbearable, you needed him so bad that you quickly released his penis from your mouth and slid onto it with no warning. You both moaned at this unexpected sensation. Your inner walls tightened around his marvelous hardness and you let it sink deep into you, watching with lust and satisfaction how good it felt for your man. His rough but skilled fingers caressed your breasts and you shivered, knowing that he thought you were perfect just the way you were. No matter how did your body change by the time and pregnancies, Ezio always loved it.
When you felt ready to start moving, you placed your palms against his strong, muscled chest for support. You noticed that his wounds and bruises were healing slower. An obvious sign he was old. But you loved him even though his once dark brown hair and beard were silvery-grey. You never thought you would ever think this, but grey hair really suited him. He looked like a living legend he was. And you were so proud of him.
You closed your eyes for and tilted your head back. Every move felt better and better. His strong hands gripped your hips, suddenly one of his palms smacked your buttcheek. It was strong enough for you to yelp, but also to know it wasn't just a playful spank. You half-consciously dug your nails into Ezio's chest, hurting him unintentionally. It happened sometimes, that smack was an universal sign for "stop scratching me this hard". You reduced the pressure and strength, to make sure your scratches on his chest will cause a pleasure, not pain. His grip on your hips strengthened to the point it would leave the marks later. Which was exactly the way you liked it. You didn't care about the marks, there was no one you had to hide them from.
Your movements became faster and rougher, sighs and moans of pleasure were escaping your parted lips. Ezio always felt so good and you absolutely loved to have sex with him. And he knew you so well that he could do what you needed, before you even asked for it. This time was no different, he kissed and touched you just the way you wanted him to. Despite you being the top and technically being in control, he used his skilled hands and lips to push you into your orgasm before he reached his. You collapsed onto him, breathing heavily, both of you were tired but happy that you are together and you share this special, intimate moment, especially considering your long separation.
“Who would think, eh?” Ezio asked after some time, when you both calmed down.
“Hmm?” you hummed, looking at him with curiosity, having no idea what he meant.
“That you would be my first woman and my last” he laughed, kissing your forehead.
“I would never. I was sure you would end up with Cristina” you said a little carelessly and your husband tensed when you mentioned his long lost love. None of you could fully forgive yourself for not saving your friend, even though none of you really could. You were too far to come back to Florence at all and Ezio was too late. Just in time for the last goodbye, which wasn't very comforting, even though you didn't have even this opportunity.
“Her father hated me” he said dryly. You've been talking about it, but he was always getting bitter at the slightest mention of Cristina. Every other of his former lovers were only annoying him.
“Well, he had his reasons. Your reputation was not crystal clear” you joked. The assassin relaxed a little.
“Giusto (Right). But sometimes I wonder what would happen if I stayed” he confessed and you sighed, regretting you even said anything.
“Rodrigo would get the Apple of Eden, you would never become Il Mentore or the Assassin at all, then you would not stop Cesare and the Templars would control the whole Italia” you said reasonably. The truth was that he did a lot as the Assassin and without him, the world could look way more different. You were there to remind him about it.
“Do you always have to be right?”
“Of course I do. Besides, sometimes I think you did not mature at all, then someone has to keep you in line.”
“Me? Il Mentore? You are wounding my old heart, woman” he made an offended expression to which you couldn't help but laugh.
“You are not that old. You can still be useful, after all” you brushed his chest with your fingers and kissed him slowly.
“Not now. I am not that restless kid anymore. I need some time before the next round” he caught your hand before you did anything else.
“Don't worry, amore mio (my love). To me you will always be the same ragazzo (boy) I have met years ago” you chuckled. “Even in another fifty years.”
“Ti amo (I love you)” Ezio said and his amber eyes glowed with the feeling. “And I should have taken you with me right away. It will be faster if we do the job together.”
“Indeed. But let us relax a little more.”
“Bene (Good).”
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Ezio’s Family
Fandom: Assassin’s Creed
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Ezio Auditore x fem!reader
Word count: 2865
Genre: fluff, hurt/comfort
What if you were in Villa Auditore during the Borgia attack?
You arrived to Villa Auditore early enough to get impatient, waiting for Ezio to come back. It was high time to announce your relationship, now that all this war had ended and you two could finally have a well-earned rest. There was also one more thing you needed to tell your man and you couldn’t wait to see his reaction, but that would have to wait. Your duties didn’t let you go with him to Vatican and you didn’t have a chance to talk earlier, so you decided to tell him when everything was over.
That day had come, you were helping to organize a surprise birthday party for Claudia, when you heard the voice you knew so well. You couldn’t properly understand the words because of the distance, but judging by the tone, he was flirting with some girl. You hoped poor lass hadn’t thought she was special to him or something, because unlike her, you knew that flirting with women was as natural to Ezio as breathing. And you didn’t mind, you were used to it and actually it was pretty funny to watch him try to charm resisting girls. Many times you laughed hard at his failures, fully knowing you were his biggest one. He tried his tricks on you many times and none of them worked. You were immune. Yet you fell for him hard, but it had happened when he expected it the least: when he was defeated, wounded, vulnerable. You were sure that the exact moment it happened was when you saw him crying because of pain and you knew very well that he was tough and he wasn’t crying easily. You hugged him then, let him cry and scream, you did your best to ease his pain. When he fell asleep exhausted, you stayed by his side, taking care of him and watching as he slept. Then you realized you love that man and you didn’t fell for him because of his charm and flirting.
Soon after that you confessed your feelings, of course totally unexpectedly. You were fighting about his usual recklessness and carelessness. The rest was very typical, he asked why are you making this much fuss about it, you yelled infamous “because I love you” and Ezio was struck speechless. He never expected you to actually fall into him. After that you started dating, secretly, to protect each other. When the Templars were finally gone, you could live in a relative peace.
Unfortunately you didn’t have the chance to talk to Ezio, because of other people who flooded you with questions about the party. Both of you were too busy to talk even for a moment. You didn’t even manage to join the others in the study and listen Ezio’s story. But it didn’t matter, you could always ask him later. Time was all you had. Besides, organizing the party was more important to you, Claudia deserved it. That’s how you ended up preparing a bath in the late evening, to relax and rest. Just when you began undressing, you’ve heard footsteps and the door opened. You froze behind the screen, holding your dress before it fell to the ground. Listening, you waited. You had heard the gear being taken off, then the clothing and finally a splash of water. Looked like you were going to have a company in your bath. Not that you minded. You quickly and silently finished shedding your clothes and peeked out of the screen to make double sure that you weren’t mistaken about the person who took your bathtub. You weren’t.
“That was my bath” you spoke, leaving your hiding spot. Ezio immediately opened his eyes and looked at you. That love and admiration on his face were your favorite sight ever.
“Forgive me, bellissima (beautiful)” he answered, looking at your naked body with utter delight.
“Mind if I join?” you asked seductively, swaying your hips while approaching the bathtub.
“Never” the man watched you entering the tub. Technically there wasn’t enough space for two, but you didn’t care. Besides Ezio quickly pulled you as close as possible and you took the opportunity to clash your lips together. Passionate and hungry kisses were the best proof of how much you missed each other.
You two finished your bath without a word, only kissing and washing each other. When you were ready, Ezio carried you to bed where he intended to do anything but sleeping. Well, maybe later, now was the time for the best night of your life.
“Ezio?” you asked some time after, when you managed to steady your breaths.
“Si, amore (Yes, love)?”
“Remember how we talked about kinks and some other stuff and you suggested it could be funny if I called you ‘daddy’?” you asked hesitantly.
“Have you changed your mind?” he joked, not really sure where were you going with that.
“No, of course not. But I need to tell you that soon you will be called that. Just not by me” you looked at your lover, unsure if he understood what did you mean.
“What do you mean? Are you…”
“I am.”
Ezio stared at you for a moment, completely speechless.
“Are you serious? It is not a joke? I’m going to be… a father?” he stared at you with disbelief, trying to make sure it was true.
“Si, amore mio (Yes, my love). We are going to have a baby in a few months” you took his hand and placed it on your belly. It was too early to feel anything, but the simple gesture was supposed to be meaningful. He kissed you so hard he took your breath away.
“It is the best news I could hear” he said, finally pulling away. Even in the darkness you could see how his eyes were shining with happiness.
“I’m glad you are happy” you said relieved. Deep down you really worried that he might be angry or disappointed, or that he might even leave you.
“My war has ended, the woman of my life will give me a child and we are safe and sound. How am I not supposed to be happy?” Ezio laughed, kissing you again. “But you can make me even happier.”
“How?”
“Marry me.”
“Ezio Auditore da Firenze, you can be so romantic when flirting and you propose like that?” you stared at him with disbelief.
“W-well… you never liked flirting and casually romantic things, so I thought-” he started to explain with so much panic in his voice, that you had to silence him with a kiss.
“I will marry you. I was just messing with you” was your answer, before you giggled.
“Ti amo (I love you)” he whispered.
“Ti amo anch'io (I love you too). And I do not need romantic gestures to know it.”
The rest of the night you spent busy with each other, you barely even noticed it was dawn. Or that you fell asleep, exhausted after a whole night of lovemaking. You noticed that when a loud boom woke you up.
“What was that?” you sat up, looking around.
“Mercenaries. They are testing their cannons” Ezio answered sleepily. You sighed and lied down on his chest again.
And then a cannonball hit the room, destroying it.
The assassin senses reacted before the consciousness. Ezio rolled you two over, covering you with his body. He then looked angrily at the destruction and jumped out of the bed, trying to grab some clothes. You followed him, getting to yours. A simple dress was all you could grab, before another shot shook the villa. You quickly slipped into the dress, glad that it was possible to wear it on the bare skin.
You and Ezio exchanged a quick glance and a nod before he jumped out of the ruined window, leaving you on your own. He knew you were able to take care of yourself and you didn’t need his assistance. You fled the bedroom grabbing only Ezio’s pouch that happened to lie nearby. You could do without weapon for a while, but it would be easier with money. Besides, disarming the opponents in the middle of a fight was easier than robbing them.
You had found Claudia and Maria, then you helped them get rid of some Borgia’s soldiers which left you equipped with a sword, but you knew you need to run. You were outnumbered, there was no way you could win. When you received the signal to retrieve, you didn’t even try to play the hero. You had to protect your unborn child. You ran away as quickly as possible, heading to the Sanctuary. Maria was waiting there with other civilians. Soon after that you saw Ezio. He looked terrible, but there was no time to think about it. Safety first.
He led all the people safely out of the underground tunnels. Then, after you were safe, was the time to talk.
“(Y/n)! Are you hurt?” Ezio rushed to you as fast as he could, when he noticed you.
“No, it’s just a scratch. We are fine” you assured him. Your dress was ripped and dirty, you had a few minor wounds and your bare feet were cold, but you could handle it.
“Bene (Good). Take my mother and sister to Firenze. Get me a horse!” he ordered not considering any objections.
“Where do you think you’re going?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Roma.”
“Ezio, you are wounded. You are bleeding. You can’t go anywhere” you protested, pointing at the pools of crimson on his shirt.
“I have to. And you have to go somewhere safe” he said and you knew he was angry, exhausted and distressed. But it didn’t mean he had to be stupid and blind.
“And let you get yourself killed? No way.”
“What would you do anyway?”
“I can at least go with you.”
“No.”
“I am an Assassin too, I can take care of myself. I’m going” you stated firmly.
“I need you to take care of my family. I can not risk losing you. Especially now” Ezio tried to stay calm, but you saw the storm that was raging inside him.
“I feel better than you. I will be fine, I-” you were silenced by a strong kiss. You knew he wanted the best for you.
“You need to stay safe. Do you think I don’t wish to take you with me? I could use help, but I will not take this risk” he put his hand on your stomach.
“This is exactly why I have to help you. To protect our family” you covered his hand with yours.
“No. You will go to Firenze and stay safe” he pulled back and mounted the horse. Then he left and all you could do was to yell some curses at him.
“We are not going to Firenze” you decided, looking at two women.
“Bene (Good)” agreed Claudia. “Roma then?”
“Si (Yes)” you nodded. “I’ll go first and make sure Ezio will survive this journey” you decided.
“Be careful, dear, in your state you can not be sure of anything” said Maria and you looked at her, surprised.
“You know?” you asked, this time raising both your eyebrows.
“I am a mother. I can notice what others miss. As soon as I saw you, I knew you are with a child” the woman explained, smiling warmly.
“We wanted to tell everyone today. I would do that earlier, but I decided Ezio should know first” you said sheepishly.
“It was a good decision. How did he react?”
“I have never seen him more happy. We thought…” you sighed “…we thought it was a good time. That we could take this break to have a baby and go back to our duties later. We could not expect the Borgia to attack this soon” you looked up at the ruined village.
“Did he finally propose?” Claudia asked. Her mother shot her a warning glare, but you just giggled.
“He did. In absolutely non-romantic way, but I never liked these overly romantic stuff. So I said yes” you said and she hugged you tightly.
“You have no idea how long this idiot intended to do that.”
“I can imagine” you nodded. “Anyway, I’ll better be going. We can’t let our stupido (idiot) to die on his way to the city” you smiled and asked for a horse. “See you in Roma” you bid them farewell and left.
As you predicted, you had found Ezio on the ground, unconscious because of the blood loss. You kept your distance so he wouldn’t notice you following him, therefore it took some time until you reached him. You were lucky enough to find someone who could help you, so you could take care of your beloved. Unfortunately you couldn’t nurture him yourself, because as soon as Machiavelli learned that both of you came to Rome, he asked for your help. He let you get some rest and buy new robes for you and Ezio, but soon after that you were engaged in the job.
A few days passed, you basically lived in the hideout on Tiber’s Island, too busy with helping Machiavelli to even ask about Ezio. Rome was in a terrible state and there was a lot of work to do. Unfortunately, one of your missions didn’t end up well. Your target was successfully killed, but some guards spotted you. As you were running away, you jumped from the roof and you felt your ankle dropping under your weight. That didn’t look good. You quickly stood up and a jolt of pain shot your whole leg so you almost fell again. You tried to ignore it and you managed to run, but you were limping and it hurt like hell. All you had to do was to find a crowded place. Luckily there was one nearby and you quickly lost the guards, so you could hobble back to the hideout. Before you reached it, you were exhausted and sweaty and your injuried ankle was swollen and sensitive. You closed the door of the hideout behind you and leaned heavily on the desk.
“(Y/n)? What are you doing here? What happened?” you heard Ezio’s worried voice. What was he doing there and why didn’t you know about it?
“I must have twisted my ankle, nothing serious, but hurts like hell” you admitted, giving him a tired look. When the man tried to pick you up you pushed him away. “Don’t you dare. I bet your wounds are not fully healed yet and I don’t want you to reopen them” you moved to the chair and only then you let Ezio take care of your ankle.
“Did you do the job?” asked Machiavelli, who you somehow didn’t notice at first.
“I did. But that was my last target, at least for a some time. The smell of blood irritates my sensitive stomach” you said, not getting into the details to save your dignity.
“Since when do you have a sensitive stomach?” Niccolò raised an eyebrow in surprise and confusion.
“Since I am pregnant.”
“You are pregnant and you did not say anything? You let me send you on this mission fully knowing you were not in your best form?” he yelled and you stared at him, eyes wide. You always thought of him as a cold, insensitive man who coldly calculated everything. You certainly hadn’t expected to be yelled at.
“That is why I told you to go to Firenze” Ezio added, bandaging your ankle.
“I am pregnant, not disabled” you stated calmly. “And I am Assassin, not a delicate noble girl. I can handle it. You do not have to be overprotective.”
“We are not overprotective.”
“Yes, you are. The moment Machiavelli was told I’m pregnant, he freaked out. You have sent me away. Me, your best friend and long-time partner in fight. Only because I carry your child, you suddenly perceive me as vulnerable and defenseless. But I am not. When the baby grows and the pregnancy is visible, I will step away. But for now, as long as I can still move swiftly and run freely, I want to spend the time I have left the best I can” you looked into your fiancé’s amber eyes with tenderness.
“Bene allora (Alright then). I will find you a fitting job that will be safe and will keep you busy. Actually I might have one already. We are going to restore Assassin Brotherhood. The new recruits will need a teacher. How does that sound?” Ezio looked at you, waiting for an answer.
“That sounds pretty good” you nodded. “An important but relatively safe task. I can do it.”
“We have a deal then” he said and you smiled. It was obvious he was this overprotective because he had already lost half of his family and he didn't want you or your baby to share this fate. But you were glad he understood he had to trust you to take care of yourself. And you knew you couldn't fail him. After all that happened he deserved to be finally happy. And you were going to do everything to make him the happiest man in the whole world.
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Undercover
Fandom: Assassin’s Creed
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Ezio Auditore x fem!reader
Word count: 1623
Genre: a bit hurt/comfort, slight non-con
You have to dress up as a courtesan to sneak into the party, seduce and eliminate the target. Ezio is not happy about it.
Sometimes you hated that you had to fall in love with the assassin, despite being one. Especially when this idiot of yours got himself hurt and still tried to complete the mission. He wasn’t thinking straight because of his pain and he was bleeding when he didn’t rest. But he refused to give up, saying he has to kill his target and you were trying to speak some reason into this thick head of his. Unfortunately, no success.
“Stay. You are not going anywhere” you pushed him down again, trying to make him rest.
“I have to go. The target… ugh” Ezio tried to get up one more time.
“You will not kill him in such a bad shape” you pointed out. “You can barely stand up.”
“But it is my job. I have to kill him” he protested, stubborn like a kid.
“Stop whining and acting like you were the only assassin in this city” you rolled your eyes. “I will go.”
“You can’t.”
“Why? Because as far as I know, I am as good as you, maybe even better. Besides, sister Theodora claims that he is fond of the courtesans. I just need to dress up as one and enter the party in disguise” you explained your plan. It was good and you had to succeed.
“No. I forbid you” he stated firmly. No matter how good your plan was, he didn’t want you to get hurt.
“I am your girlfriend, not your child. You can not forbid me anything” your eyes narrowed with fury. How dared he to order you?
“I will not let you go.”
“With these wounds of yours? I doubt you would be able to even get up. Rest. I am going on that mission whether you like it or not” you stormed out of his room, taking his robes and weapon with you, to hide them somewhere he wouldn’t find them.
“I assume he did not take that well?” asked sister Theodora when she saw you.
“I swear to God, he is worse than a child!” you exclaimed angrily and took some deep breaths to calm down. “Shall we start?”
“Of course. Girls!” she clapped and you were led to a room where you could change. The courtesans did your hair and makeup to make you look like one of them. They helped you to dress and hide your weapon, and taught you how to act like a courtesan. “Very well. You are ready now” smiled their boss when she examined you.
“Take care of him while I am gone” you asked softly. You knew Ezio for long enough to be sure this idiot can hurt himself trying to go no matter what.
“Do not worry, your man is in good hands. We will keep an eye on him” she ensured, walking you to the front door. “Good luck.”
You nodded and left the brothel alongside a few other girls. You were smiling and greeting men on your way like the courtesans taught you, after a few meters your stress faded away. You were a woman after all, you knew how great power your beauty was and you used it the best you could. And as long as Ezio was safe, you could let yourself do many things. Unbeknownst to you, this idiot did run after you. Of course he didn’t have this much strength to chase you, but he stayed hidden, watching you as you entered the party.
You quickly located the target, you didn’t even need eagle vision to do that. It was so obvious, none of the other men was surrounded by so many courtesans. You put your best seductive expression on your face and you approached him, swaying your hips. You were different from the other courtesans and you caught his eye pretty quickly.
“Come here, baby, don’t be shy” the man ordered and you smiled like a child opening their birthday gift. You quickly joined him by his side on the couch, but in the very last moment you changed your mind and sat on his lap instead of the couch. He was surprised but in a good way.
“What can I do for you, signore?” you purred with a little smile.
“You are not like the other girls. Are you new to this job?” he asked intrigued.
“Si (Yes). You are supposed to be my first client, to be honest” you answered lowering your eyes and pretending to be ashamed. Bingo. That was the key to success.
“Oh, don’t worry, sweetheart. I like inexperienced girls. I will teach you some things” he kissed you and as much as you didn’t like it, you kissed him back.
“I hope so, signore” you said. You let him open your dress, lower it and play with your breasts. You didn’t even have to pretend you were aroused, though you faked some moans. Usually you were quiet. “Maybe we should go somewhere more private?” you suggested innocently. “I don’t want other girls to be jealous of your amazing moves” you exaggerated a sigh of pleasure, to make him listen to you.
“They will be fine. I can’t leave the party” he said, kissing you again. “Now open my pants and take care of what is inside the best way you can” he commanded and as much as you hated it, you obeyed, trying to desperately think of something. You started to tease him but you suddenly stopped, gasping loudly, when his hand found its way under your skirt and his fingers slid inside you.
“Oh, you are so good” you purred and kissed him hard, while you took out your dagger. “I think I want to suck you” you moaned making him smile and remove his hand. Now or never. You quickly brought up the dagger and stabbed him in the throat. “Requiescat in pace” you hissed, adding some curses. You quickly fixed your dress, got up, pulled your dagger out, wiped it on the dead man’s clothes and took the opportunity to vanish when other courtesans started to scream and run away in panic. You’ve found your group and began to run back to the brothel, when you crashed with a solid male figure who let out a painful moan. A familiar scent reached your nose and you knew who it was before you pulled away to look at him.
“Watch out” Ezio growled, pressing his hand to his wounded side.
“Are you out of your mind? What are you doing here?!” you snapped, quickly grabbing his arm and moving fast to leave this place. You were so mad at him you didn’t even want to be gentle and careful. When you finally reached your destination, the man was barely conscious. “You kept an eye on him very well” you barked ironically at sister Theodora when she rushed to help you.
“I apologize (y/n), he sneaked out before we could do anything” she explained. You two put Ezio to bed ignoring his protests and you left to take a bath. You needed to wash out the memory of the other man’s touch from your body. It took you long and all this time you haven’t spoken to anyone. You felt terrible and you needed some time alone. But finally you headed to Ezio’s room, feeling the need to see him.
“I should have trusted you” he said when he heard you come in. “It was stupid to follow you. I could have got hurt even worse than I am now.”
“I did what I had to” you said. You took off the blanket you were covering yourself with, revealing your completely naked body. Your boyfriend admired you for a moment before he lifted his own blanket, inviting you in. You lied down and embraced him carefully. The warm touch of his bare skin on yours was comforting.
“I know. And I am proud of you” he said, stroking your hair. “I was of course jealous, I wanted to kill him with my bare hands when he touched you. But one of the courtesans told me about her beginning in this profession and how great courage was needed. How she had to hide her fear and let the various men touch her, sometimes against her will. It was before sister Theodora took care of her and it was terrible time for her. And you did exactly the same thing and I am so proud. You are so brave” he kissed your forehead and pressed you tighter to him.
“I am not proud. I feel… dirty” you shivered. “I feel like I cheated on you. I did that only because I was sure you couldn’t see me. The thought you did see… it makes me feel even worse” you confessed. Having Ezio so close was calming and helped you feel better.
“You did it for the creed, not for your own pleasure. I don’t blame you for anything you did for the mission” he tried to cheer you up, but you knew he actually meant what he said.
“I do” you sighed. Despite having him by your side, you still felt terrible.
“Do not be so hard on yourself. As you said, you did what you had to” he lightly slapped your butt to distract you from negative thoughts. “If you need distraction, you can take care of me and I’m not talking about my wounds.”
You lifted up on your elbows and looked at your man. You weren’t really in the mood, but he could make you if you only asked. You sighed and nodded.
“That might be a good idea” you admitted and kissed him. “Make me forget all of this” you whispered when you broke the kiss.
“It will be a pleasure.”
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Heartbroken
Fandom: Assassin’s Creed
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Ezio Auditore x fem!reader
Word count: 3889
Genre: mostly fluff with a slight of hurt/comfort, smutty in the latter part
Your childhood friend Ezio shows up to your doorstep completely heartbroken. You try to cheer him up, because that’s what a friend would do. A friend that may or may not have a massive crush on the other.
A/N: It was supposed to be a nice, short fic, but it has almost 4k words! I was inspired by the end of relationship with Caterina Sforza (though wiki made it appear more dramatic than it really was). I don’t speak Italian, so if there’s something wrong, I’m terribly sorry. Also it gets a bit smutty later, so be warned. I have a few ideas for the sequel, so if anyone would be interested, just let me know.
For the first time in what seemed like forever, you had a free night. All for yourself, no need to go out and work, which you liked, but not necessarily in this weather. You preferred to enjoy the rain from your warm home and you were currently doing that. You were sitting by the fireplace in your nightgown, with a book that your best friend recommended you. She always had a good taste, which was probably why she was in a secret relationship with your childhood friend, Ezio Auditore. He was a wonderful man, you never doubted it, no matter what was told about him.
You’ve been out of town when this happened. The betrayal of the Auditore. You wished so bad you could’ve been there for Ezio when he needed you, but your mother said that you could’ve been killed if you were in Florence back then. Besides you didn’t know the truth at first, though you couldn’t believe that the Auditore could be traitors. Your family was friends with them and you knew them all your life. They were good people. Your doubts were gone a few months later, when you felt on your own skin what Ezio’s gone through. Your father had been arrested and then executed, like the Auditore before. He was accused of collaborating with Giovanni, but luckily they took only him, you and your mother were safe for long enough to leave Florence. The night your father was taken, you’ve found his journal in your bed. He knew they were coming for him, so he did all he could to make sure the truth is safe. You’ve learned that he found out that the Auditore were betrayed, you’ve learned about Assassins and Templars, a conflict your father tried to stay away from and failed, then you decided to act. You left your mother in Milan, where your older brother lived, and you found Ezio in Venice. He promised to train you in exchange for help and here you were now, a true Assassin and his biggest help.
But even superheroes need rest, so as soon as you’ve reached your current home, you decided to leave your mission for tomorrow. A bath and fire’s warmth helped your muscles to relax and after a few chapters of your book, your eyes started to close. Your little nap was interrupted by strong knocking to the door. Your first feeling was fear, but it was quickly gone when you heard the voice calling your name. You knew it very well and you loved it. As well as the person who it belonged to. You put the book aside and approached the door to open it.
“May I come in?” asked Ezio, as soon as he saw your face. He didn’t look good and it wasn’t only because he was soaking in the rain.
“Why do you even ask, the answer never changes” you smiled, moving aside to let him in. “What do you need?” you asked when he entered and you closed the door. You watched him take off his wet robes, armor and weapon. It meant he was planning to stay for a while, maybe even for the night. Not that you minded.
“I don’t know” he answered and you heard a sadness in his voice. You didn’t need trained senses to know something was wrong.
“Ezio, what happened?” you asked, very concerned. You would die for him, you didn’t want him to be sad either.
“(Your name), I… it is about (Your best friend’s name )” he confessed after a moment of silence and you felt cold crawling down your spine and your (eyes color) eyes widened. (Y/bf/n) was your best friend, you two were like sisters. You couldn’t imagine what would you do if something happened to her.
“Is something wrong with her? Is she in trouble? Did someone hurt her?” you came so close to the man in front of you, that you could see every detail of his pretty face you already knew by heart. But it didn’t matter now, you needed to know what happened to your friend.
“She is fine, nothing is wrong” he calmed you. “It is about what she did.”
You let out a long sigh of relief. Your friend was safe, you had nothing to be afraid of. The rest could wait for now.
“Bene allora (Alright then). Go take a bath, relax a little and get warm, I will make some food and find a good wine” you decided and Ezio replied with a small smile. He did as he was told and when the food was ready and you realized you’re starving because you forgot to eat today, he came back in fresh clothes you always kept for him. He had some for you in his place and you were in the same terms with (y/bf/n), that was how friendship worked.
“I’m a bit better now, grazie (thanks)” said the assassin, moving his damp hair aside and you smiled. A hot bath after running in the rain was always good. He joined you by the table and you two ate while talking about some funny stuff. But after you moved to the couch, you felt it was time to find what happened between the two of your friends.
“So? Do you need a shoulder to cry on, or do you need more wine first?” you teased. He could be very emotional after too much alcohol and you both knew it.
“Molto divertente (Very funny)” the man replied sarcastically and took a sip of wine. You occasionally teased each other and if he wasn’t taken already, you could’ve sworn sometimes that he was flirting with you.
“Tell me what is wrong” you asked and held his hand.
“I need more wine first” he said emptying his cup and pouring himself more. You waited patiently, no rush or pressure, though you were dying to know all the story.
“Take your time. I don’t think you would be going anywhere soon” you stated firmly, in case he wanted to disagree. Climbing the buildings while being drunk was a terrible idea.
“Even if I had to, you would not let me out” he forced a small smile. “You were always so good (y/n) and you cared about me.”
“Ezio, what do you-”
“She said I never meant anything to her. That she wanted me for fun and to learn some things. Now that she got what she wanted, she did not need me anymore” he continued, ignoring your interruption.
“Che puttana (What a bitch)” you swore, unwillingly saying it out loud.
“I thought you were friends” Ezio was clearly surprised.
“We are, but it does not mean she can hurt my other friend. What was she thinking? I’m totally going to kick her ass when I see her” you snapped angrily.
“Don’t do this. She does not deserve it” he protested, emptying his cup again and putting it away. “But thanks.”
“She deserves everything. How dared she to hurt you like this? She knew very well what does she mean to you, she had no right to act like this.”
“(Y/n), you can’t kick your best friend’s butt just because she does not reciprocate my feelings” the assassin was even slightly amused. “It is (y/bf/n)’s every right to not have feelings for me.”
“Ezio, mio caro (my dear), you are as important to me as she was until this moment. If you were the one who hurt her, I would kick your butt in a heartbeat” you answered. No one would hurt your friends, not even your other friends.
“Thank you, amica (friend)” he said, hugging you. “I could stay like this all night” he added after a while.
“That can be arranged” you replied and you leaned against the cushions, pulling him onto you. His head lied on your chest and he closed his eyes, listening to your heartbeat. You two lied like that for a while, you started to play with his loosened hair you liked so much. “At least you might notice something aside her now. If you only knew… I wish I could tell you everything” you whispered, pretty sure he was asleep.
“What everything?” he asked quietly.
“Niente (Nothing). I was talking to myself” you blurted out. It was a terrible excuse, but you couldn’t come up with anything better. Ezio felt you tense so he lift his head to look you in the eyes.
“È così (Is that so)? Because I have heard something different” he said smirking and your already pink cheeks reddened even more. At least his sadness was gone now, its place took mischief. “I have heard you want me. I have not believed it at first but I am not sure anymore.”
“Who told you that? And why would you even think like that?” you were a blushy mess and unbeknownst to you, he found it adorable.
“Why would I think like what?” he clearly teased you. He wanted you to say it out loud. Fine, if he wanted to play, you could play along.
“That I want you” you answered shamelessly like it was nothing. Except for your furiously red face, rapid pulse and heavy breathing.
“You are telling me that. With all your body. You are blushing hard, you can not breathe, you have goosebumps and that are only the obvious things” his eyes ogled your body in a way you didn’t expect. Suddenly you felt an urge to grab a blanket and cover yourself despite being fully clothed. You felt naked under this look, you could’ve sworn he was already undressing you in his mind.
“I-I think you have drank too much w-wine” you stuttered, trying to hide that you were scared. You’ve dreamed of this moment but when it finally came, nothing was like you imagined it.
“(Y/bf/n) told me that if I will be sad after our breakup I can always have you, because you are head over heels for me. Is this true?” he forced you to look in his eyes. You could’ve lied to him, but not after this much wine, when your body did what it wanted to and reacted so strongly to his actions.
“No” you said softly. “It is just a little crush, nothing much” you tried to brush it off. It wasn’t the truth, but it also wasn’t a lie.
“Is it?” he moved closer towards you, his lips almost touched yours.
“Ezio, you are drunk” you put your hands on his shoulders, but you didn’t push him away.
“Anche tu (So are you).”
“But not enough to lose my common sense” you moved one hand to his cheek. You wanted to kiss him so bad, your body burned with desire, but you knew it wouldn’t end good. You didn’t want to lose years of friendship for a one night. Even if it was your dream.
“Are you afraid of me? Do you think I want to use you the same way (y/bf/n) used me?” he asked, pulling away to look at you.
“No. I am afraid that this might ruin us and our friendship” you confessed. You’ve never been scared of him and through all these years you’ve known him for, you’ve seen a lot. You could handle him at his worst, maybe then you deserved to have him at his best?
“Non lo farà (It won’t). Look, I know it is pretty awkward, cause we know each other since we were little. But I always had a soft spot for you. I often wondered what would happen if we were together. To be honest, I even expected our fathers would arrange a marriage for us when the time comes. But then all of this happened, our fathers are gone and everything started to depend on us and you did not seem to be interested, so I never pushed. Then I fell into (y/bf/n) and I was too blind to see that you are interested” he said and brushed aside a strand of your (hair color) hair.
“Are you telling me that you had a crush on me? And you still had been sleeping with my best friend who is married, unlike me?” you asked, your voice revealed that it hurt you. It also didn’t make any sense, why would he say something like that? And why now?
“It is all fucked up, I know. And I would probably neither tell you that nor act like that if I was sober. But I am not and all I want right now is you” he admitted, burying his face in your neck. You shivered visibly when you felt his breath on your sensitive skin.
“Ezio, you know I would do anything for you, but this? This is madness. I do not want you to sleep with me just to feel better after breakup” you protested. You wanted this, even needed, but you also wanted it to be meaningful. You didn’t want to be a one night stand, a mere cheer-up. You needed something more.
“I do not” he purred in a voice so low that you let out a small moan you didn’t manage to silence. “I want to sleep with you because I really want it. I just need to know that you want me too.”
“I do” you choked. “But I am scared” you whispered, cursing your sudden honesty. If you truly wanted him to stop, you could’ve knock him out and leave. The problem was that you were torn between what you wanted and what was right.
“Di me (Of me)?”
“I would never be scared of you, stupido” you smiled relaxing a little. “It’s just…”
“Dimmi (Tell me)” he pleaded, but suddenly a realization hit him and you felt him freeze. “You are a virgin” he more stated than asked as he pulled back to look at you and if your face could be any redder it would be now. You couldn’t look him in the eye, even though it was no shame in it.
“That is not a problem, but… Well, when I was younger, I wanted to wait for the right person. And later, when all this… war started… I was just too busy to think about it. Then I fell into you and stuff got complicated even more” you confessed, finally admitting your feelings. “But it’s not what scares me the most.”
“(y/n) look at me” Ezio required so quiet, that you wouldn’t hear it if you weren’t so close. You barely manged to do as he told you, too embarrassed to relax. “Do not be ashamed. I am not going to laugh at you. I asked, because I want you to be comfortable. If you let me, I will make this night the best you have ever had” he promised.
“I always knew you are a romantic one, but never thought you are this cheesy” you joked drinking more wine and Ezio laughed.
“That’s my girl” he praised you. “So, what do you want me to do?”
You put your cup aside and took a deep breath.
“I want you to shut up. I am gonna take a leap of faith” you answered and you kissed him hard, just like you wanted it now. It was nothing like a romantic and awkward first kiss you dreamed of, it was hot and passionate and needy. You felt his hands on your body and you no longer resisted. You wanted this, you wanted him and you were going to take what you wanted.
Suddenly you felt him lift you. He stood up, desperately trying to stay straight, which was difficult while being drunk. You looked at him with curiosity.
“I want it to be done properly” he answered your silent question, carrying you to your bedroom. “Besides your couch is uncomfortable” he complained and you laughed.
“Just don’t drop me then” you smiled. He did, in fact, drop you and you were angry at first, but you quickly realized you landed on your bed and it just made you laugh. Ezio laughed too and when your eyes met, you’ve seen in his something you never expected to see. He looked at you with adoration so big like you were the only girl in the world. You always wanted to have someone who would look at you like that, but you never had anyone. And now you did.
“What?” he asked softly, noticing the delight in your eyes.
“I am just glad I have you and we finally make my dream come true” you said quietly and he smiled. The man leaned down to kiss you and you immediately started to work on taking off his shirt. He helped you, so soon you could admire his upper body and there was a lot to admire. You broke the kiss to look at him and trace your fingers down every scar he had. Many of them you helped to treat. They reminded you of your own scars, which you were always ashamed of, but not in front of Ezio. He’d already seen all of them and you had seen his. He made a soft noise when you kissed a scar very close to his neck. Your lips quickly found the way to his sensitive spot and you stopped to think completely. The only thing that mattered was your assassin. Yours, and no one else’s.
He removed your nightgown, you took his pants off. Now was the time to get nervous, but you would notice you weren’t even a little scared, if you only paid attention to it. Besides, you trusted him with your life, you were able to trust him with your body. And he was taking care of you so well, that you couldn’t even think of stress, as well as anything else. He was kissing and touching your body, you weren’t even shy about the scars, the way you looked in general and that this was the first time a man was touching you like that. You felt very comfortable and you trusted him boundlessly.
You always heard that the first time hurts, there has to be pain and blood, and it’s not really pleasant. You were very lucky then, because you didn’t feel even a little pain when he finally slid inside you. Sure, it was a new feeling, you felt a slight discomfort at first, but no pain at all, just pleasure. You were prepared very well and he was so gentle and careful, so that wasn’t surprising. He really wanted it to be the best night of your life, so it was. Every stroke was bringing you closer and closer, you were discovering new feelings every second and even though you were usually insecure about new things, you weren’t then. You heard your partner say something into your neck, but you couldn’t understand a single word, yet the tone of his voice did its job. You reached your orgasm and the whole world was gone.
When it came back, it was morning and you had an uncomfortable hangover. You didn’t know what happened at first, then you saw your friend next to you and you shivered, feeling all the memories come back. You weren’t sure how many times did you do that, maybe once, maybe more. But then was the time to find out how things were going to be.
“Ciao, bella (Hello, beautiful)” Ezio’s raspy voice brought you back to the reality. You looked at him and saw the very same look you’ve seen last night. That couldn’t be a coincidence. “How do you feel?” he asked and you knew he really cared.
“Bene (Good). Actually never felt better” you answered, actually meaning that. “And you?”
“I feel like we wasted so much time. We should have done this way earlier” he said, kissing your forehead and his arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer. You cuddled comfortably into his chest.
“You would not have appreciated it then” you smiled, feeling even happier.
“Forse (Perhaps). I realized I did not know how big difference it is when what you do is meaningful. You did not want to be a cheer-up, but I feel cheered up” he admitted with a soft laugh. “And I definitely want it to happen again, we should-”
“Ezio.”
“Si (Yes)?”
“Ti amo (I love you).”
You’ve never seen him this stunned before. But there was a valid reason: you’ve never said these words before. At least not in front of him. No wonder he was surprised.
“Ti amo anch'io, amica mia (I love you too, my friend)” he said, but quickly realized it came out wrong. “No, wait. I didn’t mean it like that, I mean-” you silenced him with a kiss.
“I know. But we can be both friends and lovers” you chuckled.
“I like that” Ezio smiled and you thought you were the luckiest woman in the whole Italy, if not the world, because you had this smile all for yourself. “Now I know why did it feel so different, but in a good way” he quickly added. “Like… it was meaningful. Not just for fun, although it was fun and-” he started to mess up even more, so you showed mercy and kissed him, making the poor man shut up again.
“I would never tell you can stumble over your own words in front of a girl” you teased. “What happened to your usual charm?”
“You are not just a random girl” he protested. “You are special. And this is a serious relationship.”
“Va bene (Alright), Mr. Smooth, how about we get up and make some breakfast?” you asked. “I am hungry.”
“How about no” his hand slid down your butt. “We will make some love now and then I will make you breakfast. Fair enough?”
“Not really, but I like that” you moved closer and kissed him. You’ve never been more happy before. You’ve always been scared of even the thought that you could sleep with your friend and now you knew it was the best idea ever.
Unfortunately your peace was interrupted by a strong knocking to the door. Looked like someone didn’t want you to stay in bed for too long.
“Can’t you pretend you are sleeping?” Ezio suggested, kissing your neck.
“Nice try. Now let me go, it is probably something important” you lightly slapped his hand. The man groaned, but let you go, then watched you quickly put on your nightgown and assassin’s robes as extra cover. You went to open the door, hoping that it’s not something important and you can go back to bed quickly. On the other side of your door stood Antonio, which meant it was important.
“(y/n)! We need to talk” he said and you’d seen it was something big. You didn’t say a word, but you let him in. “I will be quick: we have found out that (y/bf/n)’s husband is a Templar.”
“What about her?” you asked, fearing the worst.
“We don’t know. But we need to eliminate the man. Have you seen Ezio last night or do you by chance know where he is?” Antonio asked and you sighed. There was no reason to keep that secret.
“Un momento (One moment)” you excused and headed to the bedroom. “Get up, babe. We have a work to do.”
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