[ONGOING] Assassin's Creed Oneshots (REQUESTS OPEN - SMUT INCLUDED)

𝐷𝗶ƞƞɘ𝐫 ⏤ ∁𝑜ƞƞ𝑜𝐫 𝑥 ❨𝝙𝚍𝑜𝕡𝚝ɘ𝚍⟭ ∁𝙝𝗶𝖑𝚍 ℝɘα𝚍ɘ𝐫

Me: Starting the third oneshot in a day at 12am let's go-

Desmond: *sighs* Ash, why are you up?

Me: *trying not to fall asleep* I'm fine Desmond, really. I've already had Altaïr and Connor ask if I'm alright, I don't need you asking too-

Desmond: You've got to be kidding me...Ash, you're literally half incoherent and look like you're about to fall asleep. Come on, just go to bed. Please? 

Me: Not until I get four oneshots published in a row.

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Note: More random shit that my tired ass can't be bothered to explain-

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Your POV

"Father?" you yell through the manor. "Where'd you go?"

You hated it when your father had to go on an errand or mission or something. Well, he wasn't your biological father anyway. He'd saved you from a bunch of Redcoats a few years back and took you in as his own as your family had been murdered in front of you not a few minutes earlier. So you decide to climb some trees to relieve some stress. What if he never came back? What would happen then? No-Father always came back. Always. He'd promised to. "Y/N! Get down from there!" you hear Achilles yell. Grumbling curses under your breath, you climb down.

"No cursing." Achilles says. You sigh and run a hand through your H/L H/C hair.

Connor's POV

He was in Boston, hunting a target. But he wished to be back at the manor with Y/N. Maybe he could take them out hunting for dinner. But enough of that. He needed to focus on assassinating his target.

Timeskip, your POV

As you're nearly asleep from boredom, you hear your father's footsteps. "Father!" you yell, running over to hug him.

"Y/N!" he says with a smile. "Want to hunt game for dinner?"

"Fuck yeah!" you reply, excited. It was the perfect contrast to your boring Assassin versus Templar lesson Achilles gave you earlier. Besides, you had great hunting skills and it would be great bonding for the two of you. So you go grab your bow and arrows and rush outside to hunt with your father.

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Me: 3 out of 4 don- *yawns* Fuck, I'm getting kind of tired-

Desmond: See what I told you? Your speech is even less coherent as before! Go to bed Ash, please. This isn't good for you.

Me: Eh, it's fine.