when u think yr drawing looks great but then u flip the canvas
Altair: He was returning home, riding on his favorite black steed. His mind began to drift to you and the night you two made love for the first time. He remembered your moans and how you responded to his touches. He felt his pants tighten and he rushed home. As soon as he came in the door, before you could get a word out, he passionately kissed you and picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and took you to the bedroom.
Ezio: He was usually horny around you, but this time it was uncontrollable. You were bathing and he had caught glimpse of you through a crack in the door. He felt his body grow hot and he bit his lower lip, watching you. After a few minutes of torture he went in and closed the door behind him. After removing his assassin armor he joined you in the tub, where you had to get clean after your….activity.
Connor: He tried to hide it. He was embarrassed and tried to hide the bulge in his pants. He was sitting in the kitchen and watched as you were sitting across from him. Your dress showed a modest amount of cleavage, but that modesty got this assassin ready to go. You looked over to him, wondering what got this assassin so uncomfortable. When you asked, he replied with a husky whisper, “May we go up to the room? Please.” It took you a while, but you nodded with a blush and he gently grabbed your hand and quickly took you upstairs.
Edward: He didn’t bother to hide his arousal. He watched you from his door to the cabin. You were on deck, the breeze flowing through your hair. He thought of all the delicious sounds you made and eager to hear them again, he went to you, threw you over his shoulder and took you to the cabin where the waves weren’t the only thing rocking the ship.
Haytham: As the gentleman he was, he always tried to hide how he felt, especially when it came to you. He couldn’t help the tightness in his trousers as he watched a servant help you lace your corset that pushed your breasts up. He took a few calming breaths, but they didn’t help and when the servant left, well, let’s say there was no point in lacing that corset.
Arno: It was late at night and in the distance he saw your home and your bedroom window. His mind wandered to you and remembering every curve and edge of your body. He felt eager to touch them and headed towards your home. There he woke you with the gentlest of touches and kisses and spent the night with you in a sea of passion.
Written by: LadyAssassinEden
You hear all these “you’re not a real fan unless” and it lists a hundred things, but I met a dude today who saw my Deadpool pin and asked what my favorite story arc was, and I explained that while I loved Deadpool, I was new to Marvel (I only really got into it a year and a half ago) and hadn’t been able to find a lot of the comics. Instead of making a face or a derogatory comment, he just offered to send me all the stuff he had. That is a true fan.