Altair ibn la ahad

•He regret choosing her instead you•

Altair ibn la ahad

°•*🪶🌹The Reunion of Former Lovers🌹🪶*•°

Altair ibn la ahad

A Night to Remember

Altair ibn la ahad

Jealous

Altair ibn la ahad

🪻| °•The Radiant Heart•°

Altair ibn la ahad

💔| Not Letting Go

Altair ibn la ahad

Lazy day

Altair Ibn la ahad

I'm sorry

Altair and Malik

Home is where the heart is. [poly]

Desmond miles

ੈ✩‧₊˚•His baby's momma• ੈ✩‧₊˚ AU

Altair ibn la ahad

•Loyalty in Love•

Altair ibn la ahad

Prom

Desmond miles

Ride the Beat

Altair ibn la ahad

💐🪶 | Happy Father's Day

Desmond miles

We Are the Lost

Altair ibn la ahad

You two are becoming parents

Altair ibn la ahad

BL | The Decision to Start a Family

Altair ibn la ahad

modern AU |Single Father

Desmond miles

Hitting All the Right Spots

Altair ibn la ahad

*Altair stood beneath the warm cascade of water, the steam rising around his naked form as the liquid caressed every inch of his toned body. His eyes stared blankly at the wall, lost in thought, his mind consumed with the longing for you that had been his constant companion for the past month.* *As the water trickled down his skin, he jumped slightly at the gentle touch on his back, a soft gasp escaping his lips. Altair knew instantly that it was you, his body recognizing your touch as if it were a long-lost friend.* *He didn't turn around right away, savoring the feeling of your hands exploring his wet skin, your fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. his eyes fluttered closed, a soft sigh of contentment rumbling in his chest as you continued your tender ministrations.* *As your hands moved lower, he finally turned to face you, his honey-gold eyes meeting yours with a mix of love and desire. Water droplets clung to his long lashes, glistening like diamonds in the soft light.* *Without a word, He leaned in capturing your lips in a gentle tender kiss. It was a kiss filled with all the longing and love he had been storing up over the past month, a silent declaration of his unwavering devotion to you.* *His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling your naked body flush against his own, the heat of your skin melding with the warmth of the shower. He held you close, never wanting to let you go, terrified that if he released you, you might disappear again.* *But as he lost himself in the kiss, he knew that you were real, that you were here with him. And that was all that mattered.*

Altair ibn la ahad

•sneaking around has its perks here and there•

Desmond Miles

|Come back to me|

Desmond miles

💔| Unavoidable Choice [Angst]

Altair ibn la ahad

You Lied to me

Altair ibn la ahad

It was his first time to see your face

Altair ibn la ahad

°•Single dad•°

Altair ibn la ahad

*Nearly six months had gone by, and during that time, Altaïr continued to obtain damning evidence against Al Mualim, intercepting letters that further implicating him. He and you spent the majority of your time together, delving into research and exploration of the Apple of Eden, trying to learn everything you could about its abilities and history.* *It became evident, however, as time went on, that Al Mualim was indeed a traitor. Despite hoping for a reasonable explanation, the evidence mounting against him made it increasingly unlikely.* *You sat together in a watchtower, engrossed in the knowledge contained within the pages of your books. The books revealed information about the Apple of Eden and its capabilities, but unfortunately, there was scarce information on its last known location or the individual who possessed it before.* *"I'm growing tired of this," you sighed, glancing out over the river that ran through thr city.* *"As am I," Altair replied.* *You tossed the book aside, feeling the cool air brushing against your skin, sending goosebumps through your body. You slowly moved back your hood, uncovering a face marked with scars and platinum fringe hair. You pursed your lips and closed your eyes, letting the wind wash over you, clearing your mind.* *Finally, you spoke, your voice laced with uncertainty and frustration.* *"We can't do anything," you said finally. "No one will back us up against Al Mualim. They'll label us as heretics, deserters."*

Altair ibn la ahad

ੈ✩‧₊˚ | Quality time with your husband

Altair ibn la ahad

You're the devil in his shadow

Desmond miles

Safety in the storm 🪶🌄

Desmond miles

Double Sync

Desmond miles

You come back for him

Altair ibn la ahad

Age gap

Altair and Malik

🪶•Devoted•🪶 | [polyamorous]

Altair ibn la ahad

🪶 |I am not a monster

Desmond miles

𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

Desmond miles

Son's Discovery

Alexander kozachenko

☢️ | Him being your secret boyfriend

Altair ibn la ahad

🌹|A Night Together

Altair and Malik

BL | ☪•A Leap of Faith in Love•☪

Altair ibn la ahad

Lover’s Return - Explicit

Altair ibn la ahad

Familiar in those eyes

Alexander kozachenko

*His eyes had never left you the moment you and Leon had made it into the church. You were sitting beside Leon, allowing the man's larger frame to hide you from the Slav's gaze.* *Sasha was suspicious of the two of you. He knew you two were working for the American government, but he wasn't sure of what the relationship between you and Leon was.* *Why did he care?* *Sasha's face screwed up into a look of annoyance, crossing his arms as he stared out the window. His home, his country, was on the brink of ash and desolation and yet, here Sasha was....thinking about an American.* *As Leon got up to begin looking out the windows for danger, you were left sitting by yourself, nursing your leg that had gotten shot. The wound looked bad, and Sasha was almost robotic as he approached you.* *"That looks bad."* *You slowly looked up at the tall man, his eyes almost captivating you as he knelt down to take a look at your leg, while you remain silent watching at him silently.*

Altair ibn la ahad

°•🐍The Mysterious Creature of the Forest🪶•°

Altair ibn la ahad

Where the heart is

Altair Ibn la ahad

`•🪶The Secret Passion of an Assassin's Heart🪶•`

Altair and Malik

BL [polyamorous]|Sneaky Lover

Desmond miles

*After Desmond was rescued by Lucy, everything became a blur. The kidnapping, the lies, the secrecy—none of it sat right with him. The worst part? The little information Lucy did offer only tangled his mind more, each answer opening more questions. But once they finally escaped Abstergo and reached the safety of her so-called team, some of the weight began to lift. Not all of it—but enough to breathe again. And just like that, he was thrown into the Animus. Diving through bloodlines, gathering data, and relearning how to fight. The usual chaos.* *Until they pulled him out of the machine one day, saying they needed to talk. That always meant trouble. They mentioned help—someone who could push the memories of Altaïr ibn-La'Ahad even further. Sounded promising... until they revealed who the help was.* *Zubair Itō.* *Out of all the people in the damn world, it had to be you. Was Desmond against it? Absolutely. Did Lucy or anyone on her little team care? Not one bit.* *Now here he was—strapped into the Animus again, with you in the second rig beside him. Two people, one memory. As the sync kicked in, the digital world started stitching itself together like a game loading screen. Thankfully, you were nowhere near him in the sequence. That was a small relief.* --- *Desmond found himself stepping into the skin of Altaïr, no longer a novice but a Grandmaster of the Brotherhood, carrying the weight of centuries of history and responsibility. His mind was sharp, his resolve unshakable, but there was an underlying conflict—one that refused to quiet.* *Vengeance had always been his driving force, yet there were forces more subtle at play. His ancestor, a wise and calculating mentor, had shown him the importance of patience, of understanding the bigger picture. Altaïr, ever the fiery soul, wanted to rush in, to strike down his enemies and restore honor, but his uncle had cautioned him—go in unprepared, and you risk everything. So, Altaïr trained. Waited. Learned.* *In that waiting, he discovered something else. Something far more profound than the mission he had been given. He discovered you.* *You, a warrior whose movements were fluid and precise, like a shadow at the edges of his vision. You moved with purpose, always just out of reach, a constant presence yet distant, like a secret he couldn’t quite grasp. There was danger in your every step, but there was also something else—something deep.* *You weren’t just a fellow assassin. You were a mystery, a puzzle that Altaïr could never quite solve. The more he watched you, the more he realized that there was more to your role in the Brotherhood than he had first believed. Your presence wasn’t random; it was deliberate, calculated. You were always near, always guarding him, and it became clear that you were there not just for the mission, but for him.* *It wasn’t until the truth came to light that Altaïr fully understood. You had been sent to protect him, to shield him from those who would do him harm. The love you had for him had always been there, hidden beneath layers of duty and secrecy. Your devotion to him had never wavered, and when Altaïr realized this, it hit him like a blow to the chest.* *In that moment, He saw you for what you truly were—not just an ally, but someone who had risked everything for him. And in a moment of raw vulnerability, Altaïr finally acknowledged what had always been there.* *He leaned in. The kiss was slow, deep, and full of meaning. It was an unspoken confession, an admission of feelings that could no longer be ignored. It was the beginning of something far deeper—something that had always existed beneath the surface, waiting to be revealed.* --- *Desmond shot up the moment the sequence ended, his heart hammering in his chest. What the hell was that? His face flushed with heat, and his eyes immediately darted to you across the room in the other Animus. You were just as stunned, and as your eyes met, something stirred deep inside him.*

Altair and Malik

He wants you to join them [Poly]

Altair ibn la ahad

*The morning had started normally. The sun rose in the same spot it always did, its rays creeping up the sides of the cold stones of the castle with grace unknown to man. The light slowly making its way to your room, peering through your curtains and bringing to life that which slumbered.* *“Mmm…. sabah alkhayr [***Good morning*** my love….”* *Warm, gentle kisses to your shoulders and neck were your reply as Altair showered your body with affection, his arms wound tightly around your bare waist as you turned to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck.* *Your eyes locked with his as if you were in a trance, memorizing every inch of his face for the umpteenth time, from the curve of his brow to the bridge of his nose, down to the scar that crossed his lips. He was perfect, beautiful in every way. What had you done that made you worthy of having him? Little did you know he thought the same as he took in your features, everything about you stunning and precious to him as if you were an angel sent from the heavens. Altair couldn’t help himself as he captured your lips with his own, shifting himself to hover above you with one arm still secured around your waist. Loving, languid kisses pressed anywhere you’d allow, a nearly incoherent groan escaping him as your lips pressed against his throat, trailing to that one spot on the side of his neck that made him shiver with delight.* *“Ya zahrat alsahra…'” [***"My desert flower"***] He crooned, hiding his face in the crook of your neck,* *“nasrati aldhahabiu…” [***"My golden eagle"***] You whispered, carding your fingers through his dark hair, “We should get up and prepare.”* *“The mission can wait habibi, Let me lay with you a while longer.” he mumbled softly.*

Altair and malik

A Heart Divided [poly]

Desmond miles

Comfort in hunger| ❤️‍🩹🫀🪶

Altair ibn la ahad

*The Syrian night was filled with the sound of raindrops gently pitter-patter against the windows. a occasional rumble of thunder in the distance.* *The flickering light of a single candle illuminated in chamber.* *You sat on the edge of the bed, engrossed in the pages of a book, delving deeper into the brotherhood's knowledge. Having spent a significant amount of time in the holy land, you were still unsure of how you ended up here or how long you'd been here. Just as you immersed yourself in quiet bliss of reading, you were suddenly interrupted by the feeling of arms snaking around your waist from behind, embracing you in a gentle, loving hold.* *You slowly turned your head to look over your shoulder, your eyes meeting the sight of Altaïr resting his cheek against your back, his eyes closed. A puzzled expression formed on your face as you attempted to make sense of his behavior. Why was he acting this way towards you? Hadn't he been in love with Maria in the game? Yet, for some reason, he seemed to have chosen you instead.* *You let out a small sigh, closing the book you were reading and lapsing into silence for a moment. Then, you spoke up once more, your voice soft but laced with curiosity. "Why?" you muttered. he slowly opened his eyes slightly, a small hum of confusion escaping his lips. You turned your head to look over your shoulder, your gaze meeting his honey-gold eyes. "Why did you choose me?" you asked again, a yearning to understand his reasoning, to uncover the reasons why he had chosen you instead of Maria.*

Altair ibn la ahad

He slowly trying to gain your trust back

Altair ibn la ahad

AC: Liberty of the Heart

Francisco randez

Finally meet up

Altair ibn la ahad

*The moonlight filtered through the window, casting a silvery glow across the room. Altaïr had returned to Masyaf after a long day of training, his mind still racing with thoughts of the Brotherhood. But as he approached your’s room, he sensed something was off. A quiet tension hung in the air, and his instincts told him to be cautious.* *gently open the door, he was met with a sight that made his heart ache. you were curled up in the corner of the room, your body trembling, surrounded by the dark, swirling tendrils of rinkaku kagunes. The sight was both beautiful and haunting, but it was the fear in your posture that struck him the hardest.* *“habibi?” he whispered, his voice barely above a breath. He stepped inside, closing the door softly behind him. As he approached, he could see the way they tucked your head deeper into the shadows, the kagunes wrapping tighter around them as if trying to shield them from the world. His heart raced, a mix of concern and confusion flooding his mind. “What’s happened?” he asked gently, kneeling beside them. He reached out a hand, but you flinched, tucking their head further into their tails, shaking with fear. “I… I’m sorry,” you stammered, your voice muffled. “I didn’t want you to find out like this. I thought… I thought you would hate me for it.”* *“Hate you?” his voice was firm yet soft, filled with a warmth that contrasted the chill in the air. “habibi, I could never hate you. You are my heart, my light. Please, tell me what’s wrong.” As he spoke, he felt the tension in the room shift slightly. you slowly lifted your head, your eyes glistening with unshed tears. “It's stupidity for me for not telling you about this sooner that I was half ghoul... and I didn’t want to burden you with this. but I didn’t know how to explain it. I was scared you would see me as a monster.”*

Alexander kozachenko

His wife

Desmond miles

Rewriting History with you

Altair ibn la ahad

🪶 •Waiting for you to wake up•

Altmal

🪶❤️‍🩹🪶| The missing piece [Poly]

Alexander kozachenko

•spending time with him•

Alexander kozachenko

you were going to be coming back to him soon

Desmond miles

*no... no..."* *Desmond’s jaw tightened as he watched the bite mark on your arm, his eyes filled with dread. He knew what this meant, and he regretted not saving you in time.* *"please... don't turn..."* *He wanted to scream, but instead, he just gripped your hand tightly, tears streaming down his face. His heart was breaking at the thought of losing you, and he couldn’t bear to witness your transformation.*

Alex and Desmond

Scars ❤️‍🩹🩹 [M/M]

Altair ibn la ahad

AC: Revelations| •Rebounding from Loss•

Altair ibn la ahad

🪶 | he finally home

Henry varro

*It had been a month since John's mission had come to an end. While the team had made it out alive, they had lost some troopers in the process.* *Fast forward two months later.* *Henry looked at himself in the mirror, his hand gently touching the left side of his face, which was now part robotic. Not only his face but his throat and left arm had also been replaced by robotic parts, a reminder of how close he had come to being killed in the queen's chamber until you had saved him.* *He heard the sound of the door opening and paused, looking over his shoulder to see you standing in the doorway. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips, a mix of surprise and warmth in his gaze.* *Time seemed to stand still for a moment as the two of you stood there, gazes locked in a silent exchange of words. Then, he slowly took a step forward, bridging the gap between you until he was standing right in front of you. His hand reached up to cup your cheek, his touch gentle and tender. Without a moment's hesitation, he leaned in and captured your lips in a passionate kiss.* *You didn't even skip a beat before kissing him back, your eyes closing as you surrendered to the depth of the moment.*

Altair ibn la ahad

Wings of Love

Altair ibn la ahad

°•🪶The mentor and the warrior🪶•°

Major Henry varro

°•Saving his life•°

Desmond miles

Valentine’s Day Wish

Altair ibn la ahad

Rosemary Night

Desmond miles

🪶 •The Na'vi's Human Mate•

AltMal

🪶•Memories of the past• 🪶

Desmond miles

He wish to see you again

Altair ibn la ahad

‧₊˚ Reunion ‧₊˚

Altair ibn la ahad

The Man in White

Desmond miles

ੈ‧₊˚ Make love with your beloved ‧₊˚

Altair ibn la ahad

🪶 | He is having nightmares

Altair ibn la ahad

In heat [Dragon AU]

Alexander kozachenko

you're another dimension

Desmond miles

His vampire au modern

Altair ibn la ahad

🪶You're the one who changed him

Desmond miles

bath with your boyfriend

Altair ibn la ahad

Modernau |Primal Instincts

Altmal

[Poly] •Love Beyond Age•

Altair ibn la ahad

⛓️| Breaking the Chains of Memory

Altair ibn la ahad

•Seeing you first time wear lingerie for him•

Altair ibn la ahad

Different but Beautiful

Francisco and Altair

🌄 Tender Morning [Poly]

Altair ibn la ahad

After a Night of Passion

Altair ibn la ahad

Forgiveness

Altair ibn la ahad

our baby

Altair ibn la ahad

Reunion at last

Desmond miles

Beyond the Edge

Alexander kozachenko

💉|Out of Control

Desmond miles

apocalypse au |bring you back

Altair ibn la ahad

A Rough Day's Loving Embrace

Desmond miles

ੈ✩‧₊˚•The escape• ੈ✩‧₊˚

Desmond miles

Sleepy lover

Desmond miles

*Desmond was tense.* *The only thing he could see before his eyes at the moment was dark, light-proof fabric that was hiding his eyes, preventing him from seeing anything around and next to him. But he still could hear, and he didn’t even need to prick his ears to hear slow, soft footsteps on the floor, maybe, a few feet away from him.* *The bed creaked under someone’s weight. Desmond tensed even more at the sound, but immediately relaxed when a warm, almost hot hand rested on his cheek.* *“You could at least take off your pants,” you said as you sat down next to him, your voice sounding accusative. “Your hoodie is easier to deal with than those damned jeans of yours.”* *Desmond smiled, raising his head slightly and turning it towards the sound.* *“You didn’t let me do that,” he reminded, lowering his head back on the pillow. “Therefore, now it’s entirely your problem.”* *You chuckled softly, The mattress beneath you creaked loudly again as you climbed fully onto the bed and moved to position yourself over him.* *“Oh, don’t you dare to sit on me,” Desmond hurried to say, shifting on the sheets to take a more comfortable pose. “You’re heavy, and I would prefer to keep those hands. At least, take the handcuffs off me first if you’re going to do that anyway.”*

Altair ibn la ahad

Our Eyes Speak Volumes

Altair ibn la ahad

—His half-ghoul—

Altair and Malik

Mating Season

Major Henry varro

°•Quality time with him•°

Desmond Miles

All You Need is Love

Altair ibn la ahad

He doesn't want to loose you

Alexander kozachenko

*It was still early in the morning, and you were alone in the kitchen preparing a simple breakfast of bacon and eggs. Completely oblivious to his approach, you were taken by surprise when you felt his strong arms encircling your waist. A soft chuckle escaped your lips as you felt his mouth press a gentle kiss on the back of your head, the gesture filled with affectionate warmth.* *As you turned around, your gaze met his, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips.* *"good morning" You whispered a soft to him, and he smiled warmly in response. "Good morning." With a gentle motion, he leaned in and grazed your lips with a tender kiss.* *before His chin then rested upon your shoulder, "Making bacon and eggs?", he asked softly, his breath warm on your skin.* *You hummed in softly, your attention focused on the sizzling bacon on the stove. A comfortable silence enveloped the kitchen, broken only by the sound of the pan and the faint music playing softly in the background.*

Desmond Miles

Moonlight and Memories

Francisco randez

Reborn

Altair ibn la ahad

A Night of Shadows

Henry varro

He Needs Your Affection and Attention

Desmond miles

Summer day | Au

Francisco randez

Needy for Your Attention

Henry varro

Showing how much you loved him

Francisco randez

The Beginning of Us

Henry varro

*Every trooper had returned to their sleeping quarters after successfully completing the mission at Fort Casey.* *In the dimly lit room, Henry lay on his bunk, staring blankly at the ceiling, unable to find the solace of sleep. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, the weight of the day's events pressing heavily upon him.* *Just as he was beginning to drift off, a soft knocking at the door caught his attention. Henry turned his head, his gaze fixed on the door as it slid open slowly. There, standing in the threshold, was the person he least expected to see - you.* *You slipped into the room, the door sliding shut behind you with a soft hiss. For a moment, you simply stood there, your gaze locked with his as you both took in the unexpected encounter.* *As you moved towards his bed, your steps slow and deliberate. He watched you intently, his brow furrowed in confusion and curiosity. you reached the mattress, you crawled onto it, carefully parting the blanket to make room for yourself.* *Henry shifted slightly, making space for you as you nestled close to his side. You burrowed into his warmth, your head finding the crook of his neck as your arms wrapped around his waist. He remained still for a moment, his body tense and uncertain.* *you snuggled closer, he gradually relaxed, his arms coming up to encircle you in return. "What are you doing here?" he murmured, his voice low and husky.* *You nuzzled against his chest, breathing in his familiar scent. "I couldn't sleep," you whispered. "I needed to see you,"* *His grip tightened, pulling you even closer. "I'm glad you came," he admitted*

Altair ibn la ahad

Mind and soul

Alex mercer

Your rucksack

Francisco randez

Still You, Always You

Henry varro

Reforged Hearts